His eyes were filled with lust as he stroked his exposed cock. Ms. Jean pushed my chair back with me in it before returning her hand down my shorts. H...r lips brushed my neck again as she told me everything was fine and to enjoy myself. My chair screeched as Ms. Jean pushed me back. I looked down at her as she knelt between my smooth creamy legs. She opened her blouse and unhooked her bra as she looked up at me. Ms. Jean’s tits hung and dragged against my legs as she hooked her fingers into my. . swallow it... oh yeah, your throat is so wet... so warm. I'm going to shoot my cum down your virgin throat, bitch."I heard my mother groan, giving me a vivid picture of her on her knees, a huge cock sliding in and out of her mouth. I shuddered as another orgasm racked my body. My hips, thrusting against my fingers, made me feel nasty... and I had a disgusting urge to lick my own cunt, to smell myself... to taste my own cream.Jessica, defiling my own mother, and I... I had this sick desire to. ’ ‘Amazing. Most of all,’ I said, ‘I can’t believe it was this easy.’ ‘It wasn’t. It’s not over. He may have come in overconfident, but I assure you he has a backup plan. And he may have a backup to the backup.’ ‘But you have a plan to handle that,’ I said with confidence, ‘don’t you?’ ‘Nope. I haven’t a clue what he might do. Even though we don’t have surprise on our side next time, image and self esteem are inflexible for him so anything that attacks them keeps him on the defensive.’ ‘I’m. " Oh really, and your version is what self defense?" the cop asked with a sneer."Actually, I was defending myself." I said."And you needed the beer pitcher to do that?" the chief asked."Well it was either that or let him gut me like a fish. It is all on the tape, I would be happy to show it to the county prosecutor, if you like. The other plan is to just call it even, and move on. That is unless Thomas decides he wants to go another round, then I will take it to the county prosecutor. You might.