"Oh, hello Madison. You're early today," he spoke low, like he didn't want anyone to hear but me, although it was just us two. "Hey Mr. Patterson. Yea..., I figured I'd come in early and see if you needed help grading papers or anything. I couldn't help but notice the stack of papers on your desk in your office," I said, summoning to the separate room towards the back of the classroom. He looked distracted, and nodded his head slightly. I knew what he was distracted by. I turned on my heel and. Just – average. What she’s got is warmth. She looks friendly. Safe. Nice. She also possesses a grin so broad and gleaming that it looks almost fake and could make the most miserable old bastard smile.When she speaks her Scouse accent is a dead giveaway that she was born and raised in Liverpool, but it’s not a hard accent to hear through.“My name is Pamela Kilcline, I’m 58 years old, and I’m a primary school teacher from Liverpool.”We watch video of her at work, teaching 9 year old children. You look beat little bro." I don't even have the energy right now to banter back and forth. "Did you sleep at all?" Then the concern is gone. "Did you have another monster dildo in your room and start up all night playing with yourself?" I wasn't the one doing anything," I blurt. Oh crap, the look on her face. She is red as all get out and quickly turns toward the fridge."How late do you work tonight? The girls are coming over for a sleep over since Mom and Dad are gone until Monday. I think. It just feels strange.??That’s to be expected. You have bigger things than that passing out every day. But they move along, they don’t stick halfway and keep holding your asshole open.?Celine felt her sphincter muscles twitch and the object popped out of her. It hit the plastic between her knees with a quiet thud.?Ha. See. That’s your natural reflex. You’d be surprised how hard it is to keep even a big dildo stuck in your ass unless it’s strapped in place. There are women who could keep this.