They went into the bathroom and undressed each other. Clothes piled in a corner. Dad would peel off mom's bra. When I collected the laundry, her pa...ts were on top with panties nestled inside.Dad peed, then went into the bedroom. He lay on his back with knees raised and parted for mom to lay on him, adapting a yoga position.Mom peed and left her bush wet, knowing it would turn dad on. Mom went into the bedroom and dad saw her sexy wet brown bush and smiled.Mom sucked dad hard, then placed. That was more than I could claim. As I put him in his holding cage until his master picked him up, I once again looked at the clock and saw that my time was up. I could go home and face my demons.I washed up, changed out of my smock and put on my jacket. All routine things, and all mechanical. I said my goodbyes and headed out to drive the short distance home. It was time to face Carmine for the first time since he saw me with Hugo. I remembered that day so clearly. I tried over the years to. "I ... Uhm..." I began."That's right," she said as if she had read my mind. "You weren't thinking. You must have lost your fu ... Lost your mind!"I should use this opportunity to point out that less than two years from this point in the story, Ms. Erica Hopkins, who was at the time, no longer my teacher, became my step mother. We don't use the step though.Her concern for me, even then though, bordered on obsessively maternal. She was very concerned with getting me into a good college, and this. The two feminized ladswiggled their asses back inside to the exit where the boys were waitingfor them.Ollie drove the rental car to the hotel. It wasn't a fancy hotel, but itwasn't a dump either. As they drove, Robin stroked Ollie's cock throughhis pants. The archer's cock was strong, solid and rigid. She was temptedto unzip his fly and suck his cock as he drove, but she knew that it wouldbe difficult to get back into his pants when they reached the hotel.When she looked in the back seat, she.