I distrusted men. I eased up on my father. Early last year my father suffered a massive cardiac arrest. I saw my mother’s death coming, but not my f...ther’s. Kara and Tim were my comfort and encouragement. Seeing I was in an immobilized state, Tim directed the funeral details. He worked with my brother in Missouri on arrangements. As the months passed Tim helped Ben and me find our father’s last will and move it to probate. Though Kara and Tim said that they would help me go through my father’s. At one point he took his hard cock out of my mouth and slapped it across my face, it felt like a damn tube sock filled with sand. I thought how is it possible to have such a heavy dick! The session only lasted about 5-7 minutes but it felt like 30, I was holding the bottom part of this shaft with one hand, cock in my mouth while I was stroking mine with my other hand. While I was looking up I could see his abs start to flex and I knew he was going to cum! But where would he do it? Did he want. "Welll now boyo that's true enough, happens I was lookin' for yea, thought to offer yea a drink and suggest yea go get a look see at that nose of yours seems a might off center to me at the moment." Chad would of snorted but it would probably make his nose start to bleed again "You know I don't drink, Trink" With a hurt look on his face Trink looked at Chad "I know that, but this is different it's what's called a medicinal drink boyo, somethin to ease the pain a might till yea get all fixed up. He wouldn’t need any padding, just a beard and the red suit and he’d be away. Not much of a lap for kiddies to sit on though, most of his lap is covered by his stomach. He’s nice enough, I suppose, but if you put him in a line-up with all the other teachers and asked someone to pick the Welfare Officer, I doubt if he’d be the first pick, or the second!Miss Webster cleared her throat. “Rebecca Freeman?”“Yes ma’am.”“Please, take a seat.”I slid into the indicated chair and glanced between the two.