I was bringing unspeakable pleasure to myself when moving my hand over the shaft of the cock, up and down. At a certain moment I built the tempo and f...lt a huge wave of enjoyment consumed me. The cock was pulsing. I directed it at the toilet but there was no semen for some reason…Since that time I fixed the door lock and would lock myself in the room to experience that pleasure again and again. My Mom and Dad were often surprised of what I could do inside for such a long item…Soon I became even. There was a hairbrush once my wife’s which I brought over to the couch and, sitting next to her, began to brush Ronnie’s hair, beginning at the very bottom. She allowed me to pull on her head like that, but sitting sideways was awkward, so I asked her to sit on my knees, to make it easier. And it was. We talked while I brushed out her neglected locks, she told me about her mother, who seems to always be sleeping, according to her daughter, and evidently goes out at night leaving her to fend for. She was not wearing anything inside. So I can see her milk container, whoa what a firm boob. She noticed my tent. And asked me what that is in my pant. I felt embarrassed, she put her hand on my tool and started to caress.I slowly went near her and kissed her. She felt so good and told me that she never had this kiss before. So we started our sex game. She opened her nightie and what a scene a fully nude lady with firm boobs and cleaned shaved pussy. I let her lie on the bed and asked her put. Adams leaned down until her face was inches from Laura's. "If Pussy-girl fucks up just one time - then Pussy-girl's little training panties will stay on forever! Do I make myself clear?"Laura nodded her head, afraid to even speak."Good, and are you going to a good little Pussy-girl?"Laura nodded her head again."Now, back under the desk with you and hold your head down. That's a good Pussy-girl. Just keep doing what you do so well, and I'll be very proud of you." Dr. Adams petted the former.