I could feel her body on mine. Her torso, her breasts. My legs started buckling. I pushed back on the hand on my neck, looking away.“Don’t fight m..., Suzy…please don’t fight me…not tonight…”Tears welled up in my eyes, “I can’t…I can’t…”Her hand slid away from my neck. With her finger, she traced my lips. I closed my eyes and tried to pull away again. I started to get away.“Suzy…”“No…no…”Her arm pulled me roughly to her. She slammed my body into hers. Startled, eyes wide, confused and scared. She. I smile as I look in your eyes and firmly push your head to my chest. ”I want you to suck my cock like it’s the last cock you’ll ever get to take in that slutty mouth of yours.” Your wet tongue slides down my chest and across my stomach as I guide your head down.When you reach my crotch you lick my hard cock through my pants. Then you open my pants and with a gentle nudge pull them down my legs. You swiftly pull down my black calvin klein boxers. As your eyes fixate on mine, you kiss my groin. “Ms. Hayden, I’m trained in child development but I’m not a psychologist. Lana needs more professional help than I can give her.”“Actually, Angela and I have been talking about sending her to a child psychologist. I did some research and had settled on a Dr. Marietta something...”“Zarkowski?”“Yeah, that’s it. Is she good?”“Very,” Miss Donahue confirmed.That made both Angela and Tom happy to hear. What she said next didn’t.“Mr. and Ms. Hayden, I’m afraid you’re looking at some very rough times. If it weren't for that—I prolly woulda been a drop out after 9th grade. I just didn't deal very well with regimen, and rules, and people that acted like they were your daddy. It would prolly have blown the heads off about 99% of my teachers if they ever caught wind of my 'other life' LMAO.I had managed to get plenty of sun this year—now a rich deep Texan brick red, if ya will. Add that now shaggy blonde hair and ocean blue eyes, big thick teen-age dick, I could pretty much get anything I.