Who else would ring the doorbell at 7:30 on a Saturday night?"Oh! That must be Mrs. Hemming," Mom said. "Let her in, Trent." What's she doing here?" I...wondered. Mrs. Hemming lived three doors down and in olden times she would have been called The Widow Hemming, since she was old and her husband was dead."She's going to spend the night." You got me a baby-sitter?" I blinked at her."Are you almost ready?" Dad asked, walking in from the master bath, and he looked about as handsome as ever. He. Her white lacy slip was visible just above knee height. The uniform was tight round her bottom. A hint of a panty line. Oooh! I liked her. we talked about about what we knew, she always cane in her car wearing a dress, she changed in her office the dress off the nurse uniform on. We said we would like to see her change. We guessed at the kind of knickers she wore, did she wear stockings? she was now bending lower, fixing a plaster I think. I told Stan “ god I’ve got a big hard on now thinking. ”Adam finally rolled off me as the guys continued clapping, and I was embarrassed being caught like that. Then Gary said, “Come on, cock sucker, tell us the truth. Are you the one who’s been writing cock sucking and cuckold stories as Ed from Montgomery?”I wasn’t ready to admit being the author, especially since I wasn’t sure how they would react, so I lied and asked, “I’ll admit that I did suck Adam’s cock in high school, but what makes you think that I would’ve written any stories about. After a few minutes, Porky withdrew his knob and told me to get up.“No, please keep face-fucking me,” I implored him.He bent over with a wild look in his eyes, and then gave me a slap on my face. It wasn’t too hectic, but a meaningful enough.“I call the shots,” he said as he yanked me to my feet.Once up, Porky gripped hold of the back of my neck with his left hand, and shortly I was being frogmarched down the passage as his right hand slapped my butt. After being thrown onto the bed on my.