"They are getting desperate," she said, "much more so than I've ever seen before." So why does that get you down?" Simon had thought that she would be...happy to see the end of the rebellion."'Cause it means that things are going to get nastier before they get better." She looked up into his eyes. "And it means that people will go back to their other lives."Simon hesitated in asking what she meant by the last remark. Trying to make her feel better, Simon offered to take her out to dinner. Rather. He actually snarled as his lips pressed into my neck. He wasn’t just turned on, he was like a super-charged sex machine as he began to unclip my bra. As the white satin fell away he squished my boobs, rolling my nipples between his finger and thumb. I put one hand behind me and ran my fingers along the outline of his throbbing manhood, which had made its way through his boxers. “Do you want me to take my skirt off?” I asked. “Oh no no no!” He said, breathlessly. Leave it on – and your beautiful. My cock was leaking now. Lyn unbuckled my jeans and slipped them over my hips and down to my feet. I slipped off my loafers and stepped out of my jeans. Lyn went down on her knees and slowly slipped my boxers down. When the root of my cock appeared she stopped and kissed my dick. Again my boxers were slipped down until my cock would spring free. It slapped against my belly and stood straight up and hard. "I like what I see," Lyn exclaimed. "I have never had a cock this large before. My husband. " Good." She went back to her notes."I tried to miss three, but..." They're too easy, aren't they?" My mom nodded. "Well, just remember, you're there to make friends and have fun, not learn anything." I know," I shrugged. "Hey ... Mom?" Hmmm? What is it dear?" She looked at me again."Uh, my penis it ... it kinda hurts." I blushed a little."Hurts?" She tilted her head. "What do you mean?" I mean, um, it was hard all morning and I don't know ... It's really annoying, but it happens all the time.