He keeps signing up to porno sites from his computer – but he doesn’t know that I get a copy of every email he gets, so that I can log all his mai.... So I get access codes sent to me for all the websites he signs up to. I’ve been there for years – and one of the first emails I get is from b**stforum.com – and I look, and he’s got premium membership, so I can see everything… And like I said, I’m shocked, and disgusted, and turned-on… And I keep looking, and downloading all the time – and he’s got. It looked monstrous riding atop her face, my soft sack draping across her throat while my balls came to rest atop her ultra-sensitive nipples."Please papi, give me your huge cock so I can worship it with every hole I have to offer you!" she said, forcing her soft tongue into a tight point and tracing her way sensually along my shaft. She stretched her mouth obscenely over my bulging head, swirling her tongue around it and making it rise to full attention within seconds. She was now over two. We can't!" she told him as firmly as possible."But they felt soooo good Mrs Johnson. Pretty please with cherries on top?" he begged."Look, I don't know Tommy," murmured Sharon.Tommy sensed her resolve might be fading, "Two minutes! I'll be real quick."Sharon smiled and almost laughed as the boy tried to bargain with her, she knew she shouldn't let him, but after the previous night she wasn't sure if he would accept no for an answer. "Two minutes?" she repeated his offer."Yes!" cried Tommy in. And they NEVER touched her desk again. I ran back up the stairs to take Jenny her new longer cord, one worthy of twirling and pacing, and paused to look at her before I walked in. She had that forced polite look on her face again, and she was absentmindedly stroking her chapstick. She looked up and smiled at me, and waved me into her office. Her eyes lit up and she did a silent happy dance when she saw the cord in my hand. I laid it on the desk, and backed up. She held up one finger as she.