I could see why the Art Department needed more funds.“Here’s an apron and some rubber gloves,” said Mrs Crocker. “Use them or you’ll get you... clothes all messed up.”I set to work. It was mind-numbingly boring, but I guess that was the whole point.Mrs Crocker interrupted my concentration. “Your hour’s up Mr Randell. I must say you’ve done an excellent job.”“Thanks. I do some of the painting at home, and my dad taught me how important it is to take care for your brushes.”Mrs Crocker’s voice. Long moments passed as they both laid there. Finally,she released his semi-soft cock from her mouth and satupright. “That was so awesome Grandma,” Jack exclaimed. “I’venever felt anything like that before.” “That was just a small taste,” Janet said with amischievous grin. “It looks like your little friend isalready trying to spring back to life.” Jack looked down and was surprised to see that his cockwas already hardening. “Your mom. This had been a good course.Upon finishing up for the day, we met in the operations building training room. There, the instructors began giving out our certificates and entries for our logbook. When they addressed me they said, "Our thanks to Steve and his company for hosting this school here. As all four of you know from flying with him, Steve is one of our best pilots, and certainly one of the safest. To commemorate your accomplishment, here is a plaque from Bombardier to show our. I’m sorry, you can't be here. You have to goGuest_jazzyscampi: Well I think I can stay, unless you want me to tell the boss you keep perving up the female employeesGuest_DevilHorns95: actually...-he takes out his handcuffs- I can just arrest you now for failing to comply -he smirks, twirling the handcuffs around his finger-Guest_jazzyscampi: Well I fail to see how that works as your just a lame security guard with no power ~Unimpressed she turns back to her work~Guest_DevilHorns95: is that so?.