Scat Schoolgirl Chap 3
Paul paused at the door to the English teachers office. His heart beat seemed 10 to the second and he was starting to sweat a little bit.
Just what would be behind it? How would he react to what he saw? Was there anything to see? Maybe his daughter had just been teasing him the other day. He decided then to man up and face what was inside.
Knocking softly, almost as if he didn't want to be heard, Paul then took a step back and waited.
"Who's there?" came a deep male voice from behind the solid oak door.
"Paul Delahay. I'm Kyms father. You wished to see me sir."
"Oh yes come in Mr Delahay."
Paul turned the large door knob and entered the room. It was a typical large study. Rows and rows of books lined the walls on shelves and in the centre was a huge oak desk. Oak seemed to be the theme of this offices construction. On this desk was something that grabbed his attention and shocked him at the same time. It was his daughter Kym. She was still in her school uniform squatting on the edge of the desk facing the door and looking right at him. Right behind her was Mr Cunningham her English teacher.
Nothing appeared out of place except where they were positioned. Was he fucking her? They both seemed dressed.
"Hi daddy" Kym cheerfully piped. "Come and sit down over here. You will get a nice view."
She motioned to a chair that was beside the desk only about 6 feet from where she was positioned on it.
"Afternoon Paul. I may call you Paul right?"
Paul nodded as he walked to the chair.
"My names Richard. Please take a seat. I'm sure your going to enjoy this afternoons 'discussion'."
More at ease now Paul reached the chair and plonked down in it. It was a large single seater that looked like it was taken from a lounge suit. It was rather comfy. Then suddenly his attention was drawn to what Richard was doing behind his daughter.
He watched in dumbfounded amazement as Richard (who had been standing still to this point) moved back and ever so slowly withdrew his large cock from Kyms arse. Her skirt was slightly raised up on her bottom and it exposed her little distended anus.
"Oh my god" was the only thought that went through Paul's mind. He was quite paralysed by the sight.
As he sat there in silence, he watched as Richard started to slowly push his 9 inch monster back into the small hole of Kyms anus. He noticed brown streaks on the teachers cock, and for some reason asked himself what could that be, till a second later his brain caught up and told him what it was. He was watching his daughter get a slow ass fucking from her English teacher on his desk in his office. Further more his daughters shit was covering the cock that was screwing her. This was so hot. He had dreamed about what he was going to see for days but nothing prepared him for actually witnessing it.