.. Don...”, Carrie unloaded into his mouth. He didn't know how many times she fired slug after slug of “milk”, he just know she passed completel...y out. Twenty minutes later Carrie woke up nestled in Don's arms and lurched. Don hugged her saying, “easy, I got you. It's OK”. She opened her bleary eye's hearing him say, “you passed out”. He smiled at her saying, “got milk”? Carrie smiled back and said, “no, but maybe if you ask in an hour I may have a little”. That was the start and now she fed. Now I wished that we had neighbors that were close enough to watch her too.I walked into the house, grabbed a fresh beer, and headed up to Mary Ann’s bedroom. I knocked on her door and walked in when I heard her voice telling me to come in. She apparently was not expecting me.I said, “I need to inspect your pussy!”Mary Ann looked at me like I was crazy. I walked over to her bed. She was lying back on her pillow. I could tell that she had been crying.I said, “Well you were the top bidder on the. “No, Miss Anderson,” he said as he dropped his hands. “I’m very sorry,” he said as he felt the heat in his face. He dreaded a supplement now. Stopping him, she asked: “Well Mr. Smith, what have we learned today?” “Miss Anderson,” he said between sobs, “I have not been teaching the students what they need and will do much better, you can count on that. I thank you for not discharging me for my substandard work here at Middlesex High.” “And what can you count on, Mr. Smith, if that does not. She turned away from Alicia again, picking up long leather gloves and sliding her fingers into them. The rustling of the girl's clothes behind her back caused hot images to pop up in her mind — sometimes mere sound was sexier than vision, she thought. She adjusted the short and tight bolero-style jacket over her free-swinging tits. It was of the same leather as the gloves and the under bust corset that cinched her waist.All the while her head spun with questions of what was happening. Why is.