Another warm rush filled me. I wanted to return the favor. I wanted to make her feel good too. I ended the kiss abruptly and stood up, looking around near us before grabbing her and daringly pinning her to the wall. I slowly licked up the side of her neck, ending at the ear, which I slowly nibbled on. “Being a good girl is overrated, isn’t it?” I whispered gruffly. “Yes,” she whispered back, lust painting her shaved voice. “Then maybe you should cumshot find us a private place, shouldn’t you?” I let go of her and let her take a few steps before winding up and slapping her cute shorts-covered ass. Megan yelped then contained a giggle as she skipped along, her cheeks showing the hint of a blush. I followed, keeping Hardcore a good pace but trying to seem as calm and confident as I could. Eventually, the familiar sight of a janitor’s closet entered my view. Megan walked up to it, opening it gingerly. When the door opened to reveal no one, she beamed at me. I couldn’t help but grin. The more things changed, the blowjob more they seemed to stay the same, but I had to admit, Megan had this unique sexiness about her I couldn’t help but notice. I looked around to make sure no one was around, and luckily enough, no one was noticing us. I was relieved until I realized how odd that was. No one was blonde around. During lunch, probably the tail end of lunch. In a locker-filled hallway. I took out my phone to check the time, and realized that it was two minutes after class started. I looked back up to Megan, whose smile had disappeared. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “Well…you two seem a bit young to be this involved, but no younger than I was I guess. “Well, you and your club have put up a great defiance of the Program,” President McTaggart said. Without a word I caught Aunt Sheen’s leash and led her a few steps over to the stool and signaled her. I thrust up until our groins mashed then my niece and I started another hot fuck. Fucking your daughter to keep her being a good girl is right. I figure out quickly that Denny must have been wearing a microphone. Many, many times, Joe or I had to cumshot stop her from beating the shit out of blonde someone! It was so bad that our house would stink for a whole week after they left. Apparently, Roger and Donna Hardcore rocked her world last night. I have to stir this sauce or we will end up with half stuck to the bottom, and a funky skin on top.” I picked up the shaved rubber spatula making swirls in the pan to ensure it hadn’t stuck or filmed. She bit her lip and buried a whimper in her throat. Then, I felt her grab my cock. “Oh, that's filthy!” gasped Becky. She perked up. "As far as I can see they are both just weak." He shrugged, "I'm not sure. Better blowjob get your stuff downstairs.