Never in a million years would I have thought that I'd come home from school one weekend and end up giving Mr. Austin a blow job.It was such a bizarre...feeling. I mean, I knew how naughty it was, but at the same time it felt so risky and exciting. What if somebody caught us? What if Mom came back in? I started getting wet just thinking about it.I slurped Mr. Austin's prick at a nice, steady pace, stroking him with my hand at the same time. I made sure to smile and keep good eye contact to let. “You look a bit tired, maybe you should lie down?” she said. Without thinking I swung my legs up onto the bed and lay down. Quick as a flash Vicky got up onto the bed and straddled me so that my cock was pressing against her ass and back. “So, what would you like to do to me now?” she asked, “Would you like to fuck me?” I nodded. “Well I’m not sure I’ll let you, not unless you ask nicely anyway!” she said with an evil grin. “Could I please fuck you?” I asked. Vicky the lifted herself up. But it was a poor and transparent diversion from his predatory eyes. Deep inside the old Willow felt repulsed by him. But who listened to the old, nagging Willow anymore? Quite a more attractive Willow told her that she should have a deep loyalty for the man.He deserved her gratitude for the glorious service he did to women. He gave them life and joy. He made them beautiful and wanted.He made them happy.Willow looked across the room. She narrowed her eyes a bit. There, in a tall chair sat a. Amanda may have marketed it to Riley as something to help her through the rough patches, or satisfy those pesky, horny feelings, but I knew it was an attempt to put something in Riley’s pussy so that there would be no room in there for my magnificent male appendage.I say “magnificent” not through hubris. Not at all. When Riley pulled it out of the box, it looked magnificent. It was longer than mine, thicker than mine and straighter than mine is when it’s really hard. Mine tends to bend up a.