‘Mom, I’m going to cum, I can’t hold back!’ ‘Oh, come to me, come to me my sweet baby. I want to feel your warm juice deep in my ass.’ And...cum I did, again and again. We were now ready for a real breakfast: bacon, eggs, and sticky buns–the works. Afterwards, we decided to go for a walk. The aftermath of an ice storm can be beautiful, but walking is treacherous. Mother clung to my arm as we staggered along. ‘You do know what we’ve been doing is called, don’t you?’ asked mother ‘Mom, I’m not. Deep down I was giddy as a school boy who was about to fuck a cheerleader."I'm sorry sir." She said looking up at me for the first time. Her eyes were damp, but she hadn't started to cry yet.I sighed dramatically. "I should take this straight to the principal." Jessica breathed in sharply. "But I think you deserve a second chance." I raised an eyebrow at her.Jessica swallowed nervously. Had she guessed what I wanted already? "What kind of chance sir?" She asked.Deciding to just get it all over. As soon as I saw her crouched in the middle of the room fighting her drowsiness as she waited for the next attack, I pounded the open button and ignored my dad's warning about the small pile of shit right next to her.As soon as I could slip through the opening crack, I found Melissa nails ready and shit in hand looking at me with wild eyes six feet away and quickly closing.When I didn't see her expression change, I suddenly feared she might just finish me off before recognizing me."Melissa!. Nothing really seemed very important, in fact. It felt nice to simply ‘be’. “I am Alice,” she mumbled to herself. “This Alice, not that Alice. The Alice who is a very naughty girl who likes to be treated like a French whore and doesn’t give a fig what anyone thinks of that.”She sighed happily, leaning against the caterpillar, surprised to find him covered with soft fuzz. Nuzzling her cheek against his side, she did her best imitation of a purr and closed her eyes,.