I don’t know how long we kissed. Minutes, Hours? Who knows? All I know is eventually I was breathing hard and aching with each kiss. Jennifers hands...had long since started roaming over me, cupping a breast, stroking my face, caressing my back. Now I felt her hand lay flat against my belly and slide down. I felt her fingers at my waistband, then as she dipped into my shorts, beneath my panties. I gasped as she cupped me, her fingers exploring the center of me. I was wet and very, very, horny.. He was a good man and was trying to run a disaster called Analy High School. He hated to discipline any one. I went on net with him.Mr. Jackson, you and everyone on earth have been infested by a microorganism called the WE. They are now taking control. It is a benign control, but it is control. I am going to play two files for you; one is very painful. It is thankfully short. The other is a history of the WE and the WE LAW. As long as an individual obeys the WE LAW the WE will not interfere in. I couldn't have wished for more," she gushed."I'm glad, Molly. I'm very happy for you. So what's next? You going back to work?" Nope. I'm going to be Mrs. Grant Larkin, housewife and, with any luck, mother," she exclaimed."Wow ... Ma Larkin! I'd never have guessed. Both you and Grant want this?" I asked carefully."Oh yeah ... we've talked about it a lot. I'm not getting any younger, Tory. Besides, I want kids. I love kids and I'll love ours when they come along."She was the same Molly that I. Though about 6 months previous the husband had left after a blazing row that had been heard by the whole street and I hadn't seen him since. So it was either the daughter, her boyfriend or the mother. The daughter wasn't really my type - a bit of a snotty goth, the boyfriend again wasn't really my type - and whilst not being gay, I had sucked and wanked a couple of cocks in my time ( me I'm 64 by the way and live on my own). The mother was quite a small woman, pixie like with short blonde hair.