"You might be 27 and a mother but you act like an irresponsible teenager and I'm going to treat you as such." Dad pointed to his overstuffed chair in ...he center of the room. I knew what that meant. While growing up I had spent considerable time laying over the back of that chair with my bottom bared for a spanking.As drunk as I still was I knew I had done wrong and did not even try to argue with him. I staggered to the chair and, with my back to him, automatically undid the only button holding. Gently kicking my feet further apart, she took my tee-shirt, folded it into a pad, and used it to kneel down between my legs. Taking the canteen, she poured some water into her hands and started bathing my cock. She repeated this several times, which brought me to a full erection. Leaning over she licked the head, savoring a drop of pre-cum.Sitting back on her heels, she looked at me with her lower lip between her teeth, bent over, and sucked my dick into her mouth. With her right hand wrapped. She knew he would follow. She led him to an empty classroom, shut the door, and propped a chair under it to ensure privacy. Still without saying a word, she knelt down in front of him and unzipped his pants. His penis, when she pulled it out, was not particularly large, but it was hard. ‘W-w-what are…w-w-why…’ She silenced his speech by taking his entire cock into her mouth. Was this one of the things that she would ‘never’ have done, she wondered? How much work did her Controller have to do to. Or should I call you Rich? Is that what Debbie and Sherry (the current and former yearbook editors) to call you when you took them to that no-tell motel on the boulevard?” He collapsed in his chair. “How did you know,” he gasped in horror. “Everyone knows about you like everyone knows that Gotti is a mob boss. But no one can prove it. Don’t worry Mr. S I won’t say anything.” I opened his belt and unzipped his pants. I had trouble getting his cock out since it was already hard. I took it in my.