“Then stick it in.” you say in the most seductive voice I’ve ever heard. I slowly pull my cock from your tight pussy causing a shiver to run do...n your spine. I take my hard cock and line it up with your tight asshole. I begin to press forward and feel you ass resist my entry. I push harder and the head of my cock pops into you. We both let out moans as my cock starts to sink in to you. I grab your hips a pull you back onto my cock. Inch by inch I sink into you as I feel your ass spasm around. I could tell she approved not only of my physical body, but also of what we'd done."You, my gorgeous hunk of a son, need to put some clothes on before Brian gets here." I waited another second while the coffee finished. Mom started writing notes on the notepad next to the phone. She produced her day planner from somewhere and was copying something from the planner to the notepad. Most likely these were names and numbers for how I could reach her if I couldn't reach her on her cell.The coffee. It was a pleasant surprise." Well, it's just polite," caged Cecelia."Exactly," said Bob. "These kids are challenged. A lot of people look down on them. Is that fair? If we want them to assume the mantle of productive adults, shouldn't we treat them with common courtesy, at a minimum?" They're going to laugh at you," said Cecelia. "And they won't respect you." I called you Miss Carter when you were in my class." You did? I don't remember that." Sometimes," said Bob. He felt a stab of regret as. It was the first time we had been together since that breakfast for thirty-two. Fawn was our tutor and was conducting the class. Usually we'd simply sit in a learning carrel for hours at a time. This was more like a traditional class: seven naked girls sitting in a circle with a naked boy while a naked woman led a discussion.I didn't know why the nine of us sported identical hair styles—even Fawn had her hair died black and cut with bangs at eyebrow level and the rest cropped at ear lobe level..