Anderson's slippers whooshing through the hallway. I remained laying across the bed still sulking about the crappy night I had had when I decide that ... should probably let Mrs. Anderson know that I was back.I exit the spare room and start down the hall, heading towards her bedroom. I peek through the partially opened door about to enter when I am stopped dead in my tracks. There was my old teacher, her back to me, kneeling on the floor with her torso stretched across her bed and completely. My treat,” he added with a smirk.“I have condoms in my suitcase. The side pocket.“ She always carried them with her — just in case.He walked naked over to her suitcase, unzipped the side pocket, and took out a package of condoms. “Wow! A dozen. You come prepared.” He took one out and laid it on the table beside the bed. “A dozen will do for tonight, but we’ll need more tomorrow.”She blushed, then laughed. He lay down beside her. He ran his hand over her breasts and her stomach and down to her. He Gave a few short strong pumps to her mouth, then through the door I could hear him moan as he lifted his hips up and pushed her head down. With a great cry he let go his waiting sperm from his balls, shooting down her throat. He pulled back to fill her mouth and I could she that the amount of cum was greater than she could swallow, as white globs started to escape her lips and run down to his balls. I was beyond pissed of, but could not move, held there by the shear a****l lust that i saw.. That would be a HELL of a lot more than I've been getting!"I frowned, "Of course, doing this in the family so to speak, well, yes, that could cause problems. I'm pretty sure your grandmother wouldn't really like hearing I'm playing around like this with her daughter. Yes, I knew that. But I figured if your mom could keep quiet about it, if we could keep it secret, no harm would come of it. In fact, just like I'd hoped, your mom's actually getting a pretty good kick out of it too!"My.