She tags along just to be sure, I suppose it's part of the job, but I'm too tired to join in the whispered small talk. I place my hand on the back of ...the leather upholstered chair, my index finger resting in the place where the missing metal stud should be and I feel at home.With a curt, unfelt 'Thank you, ' I dismiss the school ma'am and move to the rack of books behind my desk and find the tome I was reading the last time and heave the heavy, leather bound book back to my desk and settle down. " She said in a sexy toned soft voice before smiling a sexy little smile and going back down on me, again taking my breath away.I reached out and placed my hand on her back and slid it down over her blazer to where her blouse and jeans met. I reached as far as I could to hold the cheek of her ass. Her jeans were faux jeans, they looked like denim, but felt like real soft cotton fabric, a light material that denied its look. It made her smooth round ass feel even more perfect.My mind was going a. “That’s great honey. Maybe she can help us find the child care and birthing classes,” I said.“I think she’ll do the birthing classes herself daddy, which is good because the less we are out in public where people might suspect you are anything other than our dad, the less risk we have,” Gem said.“We’ll take care of you daddy. We know what makes people here, who are in responsible positions, think they need to interfere. Even worse, if they think they have something on you, they’ll blackmail you. .Soon her ass was covered with bruises."Already got enough,bitch ? This is just the beginning, a little warmup. You will be taking more, much more than this." Let's hear some moaning. Show us what a dirty slut you are !" Mario commanded."Now piss! Come on bitch, you can do that. You did much worse things. I won't stop beatingyour until you pissed for us."He was right. She had done worse things. She had been one of Tony's hookers.But when Tony showed some interest in her she grabbed her chance..