" I had to stop jerking off, I almost came instantly. I reached up very slowly and wrapped my hand around my dads cock, and started to feel and explor... it, feelling how hot and hard it was, the different textures, I started rubbing his balls with my other hand and that really got him going. He moaned and start thursting as I was jerking. He asked "Do you like my hard cock son?", all I could do was moan yes, I was so turned on, I thought I would burst. I said "I really like looking at and. Fine. Whatever. If they were half as hot as Gary was then that was fine with me. Getting back to his flat was fine, although I was a bit wary of where I'd parked. He said it was fine, that nobody'd touch it as I was with him. It wasn't the nicest group of houses and flats, but I have to say that I'd been in worse. As soon as he unlocked the front door I could smell … well, I guess that the only way to sum it up was 'man'. Sweat, old clothes, deodorant, a bit of damp. A strange combination, but. Why me? She took in a deep breath, searching for the words. ‘You were the best teacher I have ever had. You care about each of your students. You cared about me. You are fair. You are kind. You are everything I ever wanted. And I couldn’t have you.’ I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. ‘Mister Thompson . . . er, Marc . . . Did you know that I never went out with any of the boys in high school?’ All I could do was shake my head. I did know that, though. She was untouchable, and not in the bad. I was amused by some of them. No, I likely wasn’t the one who had parked in the Commanding General’s designated parking space at Travis AFB yesterday, but I apparently needed to know that wasn’t allowed.The special menu selections of the day at the best restaurant at the finest moon base ever established sounded wonderful, though. I replied to the message asking if I could place a delivery order, and attached our telemetry. If they could manage to get it to us I thought the crew would be quite.