Those notes always meant the same thing - ‘Go to the office before your first class’. Hanging her purse on the hook she grabbed her morning pile o... books and shut her locker, spinning the lock absently as she muttered and headed to the office, clutching the telltale green note in her hand.The office in the morning was its usual chaos, teachers and students coming in and out, turning in passes or excuses, or collecting homework assignments set aside for homebound students. Handing over her note. I cried out at the sensation. “You want me to fuck you, Michelle?” Michael asks. “You like to be fucked?”he asked. “Ohhh Yes, baby. I love to be fucked! Please fuck me, don;t stop!”I beg as I feel him back away. ” Sit on his cock!” Michael demanded, noddingto his brother’s erect cock which is standing straight up. I quickly straddleBilly’s hips and immediatelyimpale myself on his cock, throwing myself down hard again and again,. Your mind, your predilections – those you inherited from me."She smiled at me as we played our familiar game. Then she got up from her chair, came around the table and stood behind me. She leaned down and her hair fell on my shoulders as she whispered in my ear, "You're avoiding my question, Daddy." Not at all, dear, just taking my time answering it. Why do you ask, by the way? I didn't know the two of you were close." I say," she breathed on my neck, "that you're avoiding the question. Why do. She never told me that I couldn ’ t take care of my needs before then, but I decided to wait for that one day . I suppose that I assumed that Brenda would decide when it was time for me to get the orgasm I ’ d craved for so long. As May became June, and then July, my frustration level became almost unbearable. I know that I could ’ ve simplified my life and taken matters into my own hands, but part of the thrill of it all was the fact that I had this.