I'd never had an orgasm before... when I tried to masturbate, I just couldn't do it. I needed a cock inside me, but Brad wasn't big enough. Daddy's al...ost as big as you! And he's such a good fuck."Cyndi was staring into my eyes. I was panting with desire. She let her hand travel down my stomach and tug my jockey shorts down. My cock popped out, hard and ready. Cyndi's hand went around my long shaft and she gently stroked it with her fingertips, teasing me further. Then she went on with her. Both of which should have been handled with a detention or two unless it was a reoccurring problem.Miss Jenkins entered his office towing little Jill Ebber behind her. Miss Jenkins was overweight, borderline ugly and a perpetual pain in his ass with her constant complaints about ... well about everything.Jill Ebber on the other hand was a sweet looking fifteen year old teen girl with no tits to speak of but she did have shapely legs that her short skirt showed off and a cute little bubble butt. ... ... motherly.Last night on the couch, Did you let me see up your skirt on purpose? I mean did you catch me looking? Did you keep crossing your legs on purpose Mom?I saw them you know ;) your beautiful white see through panties.I remember last week when you and Dad came home a little drunk.You looked fantastic as always Mom in your tight white blouse and short black mini skirt.After a while I heard a snore from you on the couch. Me and Dad both looked at you then each other. "there's no. I employed his services on rare occasions when a client needed something special, usually to defend himself or herself from spousal attacks during a divorce. At any rate we had a long history.It'd been a month since I'd called him; that, the same length of time since I'd been home. Odd thing about that last, she, Olivia, had not tried to contact me at all during that span of time. It was like she either didn't give a damn or was giving me time to get over my mad before doing so. Well, hell, I.