As she was getting dressed, she decided to dress a bit more provocatively that day. She picked an outfit with a short, thin skirt and a tight sweater....Then a push-up bra to set the sweater off nicely. Even though she had left home with plenty of time to arrive early to work, she chose to drive around the block several time and come in late. She didn’t want anything that hurt nearly as bad as yesterday, her bottom was too sore to wish for that even if she did want it. But she needed to know if. We must have stayed that way, me on my knees supporting her dead weight, for five minutes. I remained absolutely still, fearing that she would fall off my back.Eventually, I felt Karen's body stir. "Sammy? Am I hurting your back?" Not at all," I lied.She planted her feet, and used her hands to push herself off of me. I remained on my knees until I heard her stumble into the bathroom, then I followed her.Karen was staring into the mirror. Her eyes were glazed over, and she looked uncertain as to. His dick felt like it was about split right in half. “And you want to be fucked, right?”“Yes! Please!”Ryan suddenly pulled out, gasping at the cold air around his cock. “No!” Ms. O’Negai moaned.“Panties! Now!” Ryan barked, holding out his hand.His teacher looked at him a moment, confusion on her face. Then she reached down, pulling off her panties, nearly tearing them in her haste. She handed them to Ryan, sitting on the desk, her legs spread out for him.Ryan took them. “You want to get fucked,. " "That way you can see your feet and not stumble going down the steps. Likethis!" Mom held her gown with her free hand and I followed her example. Itdid make the stairs easier to navigate.When we walke into the front room, dad and Janet looked up from puttingtogether a barbie corvette that she got from Grandma. "Lisa, you look lovelythis morning. Why don't you open your presents now." said Dad."YES! ! I can't wait to see what you got!" Janet was jumping up and down asshe squealed this.Janet.