. do that!"Jill shivered at the thought of what she was telling her son to do. It was something she didn't even want to contemplate him doing. She was...even more stunned at his response."No. I'm going to stay right here. If I should feel the need come upon me, then I'm going to 'do that' right here."His stony refusal to obey, without any yelling or any impression of anger, completely shook Jill's reality.How dare he! This was her house!This wasn't something that she would throw him out of the. Anyone else out here?’ Her eyes flicked toward the supply closet. ‘No, sir. Just me,’ she smiled. ‘In that case, I’d like to get a couple pictures for the yearbook if I could.’ ‘Sure,’ she sighed. Usually they waited another month or two before they started in with this yearbook stuff. He brought the camera up and she put a smile on her face. Robert had heard Principal Shitbum and was peeking out where the closet door was opened a crack. Flash. ‘That’s good, Barbara. How about a couple more?’. " He saw her look of outrage and struggled to keep a straight face."You're really not helping!" she fumed crossly. It was useless — none of her trousers would fit over the bulky cast and she was loath to cut them up. Yes, she could wear a skirt, but it was not really skirt weather at the moment. If it were the middle of summer she'd have been fine. Unfortunately it was only March and consequently it was freezing most of the time.She sighed. "I'll just have to borrow your tracksuit trousers and. Still resting on my arms, I enjoyed the sight of him doing this to me, and held my breath as he started to pump it up. As it grew inside me, I could feel every little stretch, every little movement. It felt totally exquisite and I leaned back, laying flat on the coffee table with one arm holding my legs wide and the other rubbing my clit and holding my lips together not wanting to let it slip out of me. The feeling as it tickled my insides intitally, and then grew, stretching the walls of my.