"Ms. Gabby? You must not be from here." She looked up to him as she spoke, hoping to convey her intentions with her vicious 'fuck me' eyes."No ma'am. ...Atlanta, got a job offer with a salary that made my jaw drop from the university. Now I give most of it to our landlord. Him and a couple overpriced coffee shops." Engineering?" Literature. I'm about as good with computers as your grandma." The two laughed as Gabby realised he was either the yin to her yang, or a poor match for her beyond the. Jon was graduating a term early. He was also graduating with a 4.45 grade average. Unlike when I was in school, they count the pluses, so an A is recorded as a 4.5. I was so proud of him that I literally felt like I was bursting the buttons of my blouse every time I thought about it. Every time I look at him, my son reminds me of his genetic father. Everything about him is almost an exact replica of Jon Sr.. His grin, the way he winkles his eyebrows . . . even his body language. Something in. Had it not been for the hot cum running down my legs, I never would have known I was squirting. I quickly lost all track of time. It felt like a moment and an eternity. All I knew is that one moment I was moaning at the top of my lungs and the next I was being snapped back to reality. I took a moment before I remembered where I was. I was no longer bent over a sink in the bathroom, but standing in the reception area of a fancy restaurant. The voice that had dragged me back to reality belonged. ‘Ready sir.’ Miss Violet said sweetly as she got set to pull. ‘Now please.’ he answered her a second later. The adults had little trouble pulling the young girl=s legs apart, opening her against her will. She felt to helpless and humiliated having her pussy exposed like that. She kept repeating uselessly ‘You can=t do this. You can=t do this to me.’ as they tied off the ropes securing her legs in the wide open position. Principle Lazlow walked back in front of the panic stricken young student,.