There were four, she thought, she caught a whiff of a sweet perfume and the sound of a woman's voice to her left. A man laughed quietly. She heard ice... tinkle in a drink. The sound of someone opening a beer came from her right, where the kitchen was. Nathan kept his hand on her knee throughout. Another woman's voice bubbled to her right, giggling briefly and then sipping, a whiff of whisky. Nathan brushed her cheek with the tips of his fingers, making her shiver, then he put his arm around. She felt crowded in her pussy but only needed the jolts to spur the first spark making her blast as hard as she deserved. She was also helping him by flexing her legs, moving up and down, moaning ecstatically on top of her teacher. She was ready to cum.She leaned back with her hands now on his knees supporting her to fuck her pussy forward to get a full contact with his cock to her clit, she was able to make full use of the adjustment till it was time for her to cum at last. She also asked. Kirsty told me they had taken pictures of her injuries and I guessed these would be used as evidence if any charges were forthcoming. I didn't have long with her before Mrs Fenshaw whisked her away, just long enough to encourage her to be strong, to stand up for herself and then she was off.I had to take a taxi back to the school and arrived with barely enough time to prepare for my next lesson. Focussing on the learning outcomes was difficult as the vivid image of her battered and bruised. Do you have a prick or a cunny?” Wrinkles melded together in long, chiseled lines in tandem with his grin.“What?”“You’ll find out later tonight, Herb.” Starlet came to the rescue.For the rest of the car ride, Starlet stroked Vixen's arm reassuringly. After what felt like an eternity, Herbert drove into a back street, parked the car and killed the engine. Looking out the window, Vixen could make out a dark alleyway. Truth be told, she was no stranger to this smelly taint of the city’s.