He did play well. But when he reached thirteen, he began to change. He began to hang around with the not-so-good kids. These kids had a reputation for...getting into trouble. By the age of fourteen, I am pretty sure that Michael was smoking pot. More than once, he came home with bloodshot eyes and was staggering. I tried to talk to him, but he just blew me off. "You don't own me." He said. "You're not my father." He would yell with anger in his eyes. I didn't know what to do. My own guilt was. I also couldn't deny that she was so much more 'attentive' to me when she would be feeling a touch of guilt inside. Just then Michelle woke up herself and raised her arms as if reaching for the ceiling and let out a deep breath, causing her breasts to rise up nicely stretching her top. I leaned over and we kissed. She smiled and said, "Good morning sexy, it feels good to be back in our bed again." I looked at her and gave her left breast a little feel as I asked, "You mean you didn't like Mikes. His large semi erect cock popped out, dark black and veiny, with a heavy set of hanging balls. Kari kissed up and down his cock, making it swell to an impressive size. She then kissed each of his balls, taking one gently in her mouth to suck on while pumping his cock with her hand. After a few minutes, Jamal pulled her up and turned her so her back was facing him, he grabbed his cock and slid it into her soaking wet pussy. He grabbed her elbows to pull her into each of his thrusts as he fucked. That exam was a mentalagony the likes of which I have never experienced before in my life. As I sitthere in the blond wooden chair-desk, I can feel His eyes undressing me. Heis stripping off my jeans and lifting off my tee shirt. He is unhooking mybra and slowly pulling down my panties. I can even feel Him slipping off myshoes and pulling off my socks. I look at the exam paper and the numbers startedswirling around. I can even feel His eyes probing into my most private places,stroking my.