It had landed right on the top of my head. I put my hand in it and I could feel it smear down through my hair. I pulled my hand from my hair and my ha...d was a white sticky yucky mess.“JOHN, you got it in my hair,” I yelled out. I realized I might have yelled it out to loud as silence filled the room as they both looked at me as I used my hand to get it from my hair. Both of the men were silent for a second or two. John’s dad was the first to break out laughing followed by John. I also joined. "Actually, mom," I smile awkwardly, "I'm wearing high heels."I pull the left leg of my pants to reveal my black, four inch heeled pump.Martha gave me these shoes so that they would bring out the muscles on mythighs and calves, and also because we realized too late that my pants werea bit too long."It wasn't your height I was talking about," mom says, then drops her eyesto my chest.I feel a surge of pride and I push my chest forward."Oh, God," she breaths, "Are they real?"Before I can answer,. I drove my cock into her pussy like this for several minutes. She was very pretty. Straight, dazzling blond hair just past her shoulders. A small patch of dark pubic hair just off of her pussy told how she became a blonde. She had large 'D' cup tits that were as natural as her hair color, a tiny waist and a well-rounded ass. Her pussy was nice and tight and the way she was moving helped quite a bit.It didn't take long before I filled her hot pussy with cum.I zipped up my pants and sat back down. Calder," the head puffed, "we seem to have a problem with your son. Now we understand that he is from a broken home and have done all we can to control the situation ourselves, but I'm afraid things are just getting worse and I have had no other choice but to call you in to discuss the situation seeing as you have not answered the letters we sent to you." What is this situation you are talking about?" I asked thinking guiltily of all the unopened letters from the school that I had just tossed.