"Blow jobs are my specialty." I was now about to experience her specialty. As I lay on the bed, she started kissing my neck.. my chest..focusing on my...nipples. Her hand crept up and slowly took my cock. I looked down in amazement. I never thought of myself as huge-far from it. I'm probably about 6 or 7 inches fully hard. But her hands were petite, so it made my cock look large as she slowly stroked it. She also knew, though, that I was terribly excited, and I didn't want to blow my load too. " Mr Thomas then pulls my daughters and proceeds to pound my daughter's ass.With so much sexual excitement going on my wife and the other teachers can't handle it. One of the teacher puts my wife in missionary position pulls down her pants and panties. Before he puts his dick in her vagina he gives my wife a long kiss and then shoves it in there. He takes no mercy on my wife and begins to pound that pussy. My wife then moaned louder than a rock concert, The two teachers fucking my daughter. Im supposed to be looking after you, not making out. He realised that his cock was still deep inside her, an involuntary twitch almost had him shooting his load. He was just as confused as Abby, at one level he was horrified at the position he was in, but at a more fundamental level, his cherry was being popped and it felt pretty damned good. She burst into tears, her hands covering her face, wracking sobs caused her shoulders to bob, sending a tremor through her body to be transmitted straight. Cold beer was exactly the distraction he needed. Caleb’s odd statement heightened that distraction. Blake was the leader of a group of the younger, fully-melded Guardians. They were attempting to mitigate damage caused by the sudden exposure to real, live, aliens. It was impossible to save everyone, of course, but thousands could thank the young Guardians for their lives.The experts had been partially correct about what would happen if aliens appeared in our skies. Money markets did crash, but.