. thirteen, like seventh grade. He was pretty tall, maybe that had thrown me off a few years. Well, do I take them back to my place and make them men ...r send them on their way to masturbate even more furiously?We continued to walk as I asked them about themselves, "So, thirteen. I don't suppose you two have much experience beyond looking at girly magazines, right?" Yeah, we just can't wait to get into high school; the girls, I guess, are more willing," the shorter one, Barry, said. By then we. Finally what it all meant. I knew how he would die. Tonight, at my hand, and yet not my hand. He was a creature of what was once popular culture. A fiction in a series of books by a woman who was as lost as he ever was. A woman who preached, all unknowing, damnation. Worship of the physical. Yet how could he deceive himself so? He knew that all things physical, no more how enduring, must yield in the end. Must go down to corruption. Only the spiritual goes on. It was the spiritual that gave me. . I thought I was going to cum again.Miss Cashmore saw me and smiled, making her way over towards me, she pushed me back into my student chair. Kneeling in front of me, she began to suck the tip of my cock, wrapping both her other hands around the base and jerking me up and down. Hard and fast.It was not long before my body shook with another huge orgasm. Long jets of Cum shot out, but Miss Cashmore had kept her lips tight on my cock.I watched her cheeks grow as they filled with my cum, but. Family must stick together, after all. So, here are the new rules, at least for now.“First of all, everyone in the family is encouraged to fuck everyone else as much and as often as they wish. Outside the family, too, of course. I fully plan to welcome many folks to the bosom of our tribe. Men with women, men with men, women with women. There might be the occasional penalty phase where I have to suspend the sexual perks or privileges of someone here, but that’s about the limit of that among.