After the first week at home, letters started arriving from the girls telling me how much they missed me and the classes. I got at least two letters f...om each of them. Finally, Diane had written asking me to return. The girls were moping around the house and making her life miserable. I did return to the Dean's house for the rest of that first summer. The next two summers I just spent two weeks at home and then returned to Deswait Academy and the Dean's house. Wherever they went on trips during. I returned from the kitchen with a glass.“Do you meet any guys there?” I asked.“Sure, but they weren’t interest because I already had children. Its not like I’m loose most were born by caesarian section and I hadn’t had real sex in two years,” she said.“Two years? What happened?” I asked. “I told my last husband David that I might want to try for a Kevin or a Kyle. But he didn’t want kids of his own, so he cut me off,” she replied. “Do you have any beer here?”“Sure, I always keep some here,” I. My penis became stiff but and although I'd started to have wet dreams I had never actually masturbated and wasn't sure what I ought to do.Tom asked me what I thought of the girls and I told him they were nice, he asked if I ever played with myself and I was embarrassed and shook my head. He asked if I'd had any sexy dreams and woken up with wet pyjamas and I told him that I had, probably about three times in the last couple of months. He said that was because I was building up lots of seed. Never had I had a women treat my cock so lovingly. I needed to return the favor. I soon found myself on my back in bed. Kasey had swung her body around and I pulled her into the 69 position, her crotch only a tongues length away. I delved into the depths of her love muffin. Her juices poured like a fountain. Kasey was getting so worked up that I had to hold her still. I inched a finger into her pussy as she approached her next orgasm. As her body shuddered once again I squeaked my index finger.