She pulled a photo from her purse and handed it to the man to look at.The man looked at it and handed it back to her. “Yes, I know the guy. He’s c...ome in here sometimes for breakfast. We serve breakfast and dinner here, no lunch, not enough funding. He never comes in for dinner though, don’t know why,” said the server.“When was the last time you saw him?” said Claire.“A few days ago. But, it’s been cold. A lot of guys try to find a place to hang where it’s warmer, know what I mean?” he. He had struck a pupil in an unseemly place, the welt on her ass would prove testament to his guilt. He had struck in anger rather than chastisement, further guilt and now, his eyes were beholding a possibility that was very much further than he was allowed to go. All through his years of teaching, he had never felt or wanted to touch one of his pupils, he had, until this point, managed to ride out the occasional crush these young girls can foster. Worse though, Suzanne’s father was a benefactor. I looked up at him with big innocent eyes and moved my hips up, trying to make him go deeper inside me. Is daddys whore on birth control? I shook my head no, and he grinned. Good. I want to make my whore fat with a baby so these will get bigger and start giving milk, he said as he started pulling on my nipples with my teeth. I moaned again and threw my head back, but he pulled me back with his sharp, commanding voice. You are to keep your eyes open and keep watching what I do to you until I say. My tongue flicking at her nipple. She was grinding down on my hand between her legs. Suddenly I felt her body jolt, she put all her weight down on my hand, as her body began to shake. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming”. She repeated over and over. I kept my finger as deep inside her as I could until she begged me to pull it out.My finger and hand were dripping with her juices, as I pulled my hand away from between her legs. I wasn’t sure where to put my hand or what to do with all her juices, when she said.