She leaned toward me, her eyes wild. “You can feel her power, Greg,” she said. Digging her nails into my legs. “When you touch her muscles, you ...an feel her heat and her power, and it makes you feel safe and strong like nothing can go wrong.”“Courtney, you need help,” I said.“No Greg. You’ve felt it too,” Courtney insisted, standing up and pointing down at me. “I can see it in your face. You felt her power. You want her, too.”“No Courtney. I do not want a ten year old girl. Besides, girls with. .. my daughter." I'm not really one to judge what you do in private," I said. "And you said you didn't know until after that Katie was your daughter, right?" I asked, already knowing that was the case. He had told me it was a one-time thing with Katie, although he and Stacey were very open about what went on between them, even knowing she might be around. "I'm surprised you behaved that way with your students, but... it has to be tempting," I admitted."It's not you they want," he said sadly, as. Her glances grew longer and longer as she realized the boy sitting at her table was the same boy named Brad Miller from her school that she liked very much.Abby had liked Brad since first seeing him in September. She felt this handsome young man surely wasn’t interested in her because of the number of other schoolgirls she’d seen always hanging around him.Brad couldn’t take his eyes off of Abby. She had perfect teeth and a perfect smile. She wanted to say something but shied away and said she’d. As you get out of my truck you bend over revealing your beautiful ass, and you turn smirking at me. "Well are you gonna come inside?" I reply, "I plan too." You say "Well aren't you a dirty boy?" and with that turn to walk up to your door. I'm having difficulty getting out of the truck with my cock pulsing and my pants barely hanging on. As you walk up the entry way you begin lifting your dress just enough to reveal your ass checks. I climb out of the truck and hurry up to catch you, I feel.