“Um- well yea, I mean sometimes that does happen.”“Are you hard now?”“Um, a little.”“And Harry? You both are?” She looked between thei... guilty faces. “Yea…”“Well let’s see then.” She had to try really hard not to smile. This was even better than the professor fantasies. She had total control over the two boys. “You want to- you want us to?” Ron spluttered.“I think you two are having me on so I want you to prove it.” She crossed her arms across her chest and looked expectantly at them. “You. Damn Roger. He had pulled up stakes and gone on to his next assignment and left her to clean up this mess."The Sheriff had a talk with Michelle a few days ago. Word is, and don't kill me for telling you this, he gave her an ultimatum. Either you or her job."Nick felt like a fist had struck him in his stomach. Why hadn't he seen this coming? Some detective he was. He hadn't even been able to take care of Michelle and keep her from harm. No wonder she had picked the job over him.He had been. "I can feel his cock clear to my tonsils--which is a damn sight further than I ever felt yours!" You never wanted to feel mine!" Richard retorted, grabbing Jeanne's breasts in his hands and shaking them from side to side."Is he hurting you?" Mike asked the girl beside him.Jeanne shook her head and twisted her face to the side to kiss him. "This is a gas, huh?" she whispered."Pay attention here, son," Frances said to Mike, reaching down to turn his face toward her. Then she said to her husband,. We are racing toward that precipice, our movements speeding up to a fever pitch.I rise up onto my elbows in order to get a deeper angle and so that my pubic bone hits her clitoris on each in-stroke. Her eyes are still closed, her mouth hanging open as she scoops in air, still trying to keep quiet. Our breathing becomes panting and we slide deliriously onward.She crashes over the edge first. Her hips jerk upward, her hands clench into claws on my back and her head tilts back. I feel her flutter.