' It was displaying. "You're right, and if we do it here then the power used will be marginal." I said.The screen morphed back into the humanoid form ...and walked towards the side of my library that was set aside for training and as I stepped into it I was struck by a blast of air which nearly pushed me off my feet. I pictured a snow-plough effect and the air was diverted either side of me."not bad, but let's see what you can do with this!" the ersatz person said as it pushed air at my body and. .and before i knew it, I felt her stockinged foot trace up the inside of my leg under the table, my cock was starting to grow by the time her foot found it, I was rock hard, she started massaging it with her foot. She knew I was wanting more, so we settled the bill, grabbed the first taxi and went back to her place.Back at hers, she dragged my into the lounge, pushed me onto the sofa. She sat at the opposite end with her feet in my lap again, both her stockinged feet massaging my cock again. She bent it and notched the other end between her plump butt cheeks. Again I bit my lip to keep from groaning out loud as she pushed the rubber dong into her asshole. She didn't have any trouble either, which gave me visions of her welcoming cock after cock into her anal fuckhole.For a good 15 minutes I watched Roberta slam her holes with that big double dick. I think she must have cum at least 10 times. Her panties looked like they were dripping and the cushions on the lounger were definitely. ”“Who?”“Sandra Walmsley?”“Oh, yes, sorry, I didn’t know her surname.”“Well I’m guessing that that is because of Miss Evans’ home life?”“Er, er,” I squeaked.Mrs Clarke gave me a small smile. “I do know all about her life. I am so sorry for her. I really wish I could do more than the little I am doing.” She frowned slightly. “I keep her back for half an hour after school, officially in detention, about twice a week most weeks. Her sister stays with her, and they do their homework. Amber doesn’t.