He supposed he couldn't blame them. As Mrs. Evans even he couldn't deny that she was a wet dream. She was 5'9" with long legs. She always wore short, ...ight, pencil skirts to show them off, often with stockings that you could just see the top of when she sat down. Her blouses had trouble containing her natural F cup chest. She couldn't help showing off tons of cleavage. Many of the female students and staff always claimed that "they had to be fake," but he knew different. He spent many nights. They really do think the world of each other. You really think the world of my daughter too, from what I’ve heard.” He couldn't help it. As hot as it probably was, the thought of Tish with her daughter disturbed him. It was a combination of jealousy, paternal instinct, and territory. "Why, what does she say?”“Nothing really. Just that you two shacked up once," Alan quipped, staring at his daughter as she scored a goal.She looked to go into a state of near shock, her face turned as white as. ‘Always,’ Janeway interrupted. ‘I just kept them concealed in a special uniform to maintain professionalism. Now that you know Tom you must help me!’ Tom remembered this speech from when Seven of Nine said and he knew what was going to happen next. Janeway reached over and grabbed Tom fully erect cock, as he had not redressed himself since his fun with Seven. Janeway started to rub his cock furiously and it felt great. Tom had to use all of his willpower to stop himself from exploding. ‘Hey I. Unlike the sadist, he didn’t pull out all the way. But as he pulled back, I could see his giant head stretching and pulling my wife’s cunt away from her body. On the forth full stroke she started to come.“Wow, this bitch is amazing. She is squeezing me so tight I can barely move”He forced himself all the way inside and rocked back and forth while wave after wave of orgasm hit. Two minutes passed. My wife’s entire body shook like a severe shiver. Finally after nearly three solid minutes, she.