I ended up at hers some time round 7pm on a pleasant evening and she greeted me at the door.....in a long green dress, I couldn't help but admire the ...urve of her ass in it as she led me through to the kitchen where dinner was nearly ready. I had beer, she had wine and it was clear we were very content in each others company.Dinner over, we retreated to the sofa and chatted for a bit, though she had made it known she was very into kisses and cuddles which I had promised to make sure she got.. Jackson deposited his second load in her arsehole in 40 minutes as she came out of her d**g induced sleep. She was soaking wet and her hair all matted. She was grinning stupidly as if she was drunk. There were two rolls of film lying on the table. Ready and waiting for Sid. Fifteen minutes later wrapped in a dressing gown, Jackson was telling Sylvia how she had got suddenly drunk and had wanted him to 'make love to her'. During foreplay he had been rimming her bum, when she had screamed wanting. I felt his eyes studying me. Considering me. Then he muttered, “Fuck it, the device works.”I blinked at that. It was shocking to hear Dad just swear like that. He normally kept his language cleaner around June and me. And his students. I guess it was a teacher thing. I mean, I’d heard him swear around Mom, and when they were having sex, why, dirty words were flying.“Open up the laptop,” he said and hit the gas, driving us through the intersection.I did. The screen appeared. There was a program. The mistress saw something wrong in the class. She looked very furious, storming at violently for a while, then openning an investigation. She asked us. Who brought them here? Silence! Nobody said. Who took them here? She hold up one of the nude pics very angrily with her blushed face. A few girls giggled. Eventually she exploited nothing then went out the class with her mouth numbling. At that time, I was very afraid of someone would sneak on her .