She shivered at my touch on her nipples. I kept assaulting her boobs while she was fighting a war with my tongue.I broke the kiss and placed my lips o... her erect dark brown nipples. She held her boobs for me while I flicked my tongue on her nipples. This made her crazy. She was rubbing her bare pussy on my bulge. She removed my t-shirt and slowly went down to move me out of my shorts.My raging cock just stood proud facing her. She looked at me and smiled. I was curious to know how she will do. ” “What if I said, ‘No’?” I said again. “Then that would call for a switch in plans,” he said. “I know where you live. I know your son is out for the evening. I know you have a dozen red roses with petals I could brush across your alabaster skin … slowly. I know you have a brand-new crop that’s begging to be broken in. Begging the way you did for me that night we first met.” “So I really don’t have a choice, do I?” I said. “You have two choices,” he said. “Meet me for dinner and I’ll treat you. "So you can't take these bastards Gardener and Bell all by yourself. Is the only way to solve a problem? A one-man charge? What's that old Simon and Garfunkel song, 'You Are a Schmuck, You Are An Island'." With all the asses you've saved at that sorry pile of bricks you call a 'high' school, you don't have any friends, any allies? It's just you and nobody else?" he asked. "Maybe you're not just letting that little tart of an ex-principal down; I think you're selling other people short, too!"I. ......?" she let that tale-off all innocently...."Well, maybe the odd thing or two" I answered, suddenly feeling rather uneasy and a bit stupid to let myself get into this position. I suddenly felt my Mums hand run inside my robe and land on my hairy chest."Does she like all this too..?" she said, indicating at my chest hair "Cos I love it..." she added sinking her fingernails into it in a playful way.Instead of removing her hand, I let my Mum run her hands all over my chest and tug at my chest.