So I'm getting a few buses home," she said with a deep disappointed sigh, dropping her phone into her handbag."God this is such a fucking bad day." Sh... said as she was about to leave the classroom, I could see it in her movements and her hand clutching the handle of her handbag."Wait, Ms Hayes. I can take you home," I said simply, hoping she would be interested and ask more.She looked at me, suspiciously. "Wait, James. What do you mean?" she asked me.I looked at her, and then at the desk and. Smiling goofily at each other both remembering what has occurred, Donald kisses her as he hears her stomach rumble.It does amuse him what a good appetite Emma has. She will eat lustfully at each meal they have, and while never asking for anything later, he can always tell, even without the rumblings when she is craving something to eat again.“Shall we spend the night here Emma?” he asks her, “Why don’t I order some dinner for us and then after it, we can try the other part of the paddle on. Maybe we better stop doing that so often. The old lady is really getting pissed off at us. Michael, come upstairs to bed with me."Mom took Michael's hand in her own and they started walking through the living room. I ran over to them and slapped her arm away from him then said, "Mom, I haven't been laid in over three days since Daddy fucked me early in the morning before he went out of town on business. It's my turn now to be with Michael."Mom thought for a few moments then said, "That will be. “It shouldn’t have been but it was. In fact it was more than all right. I loved it.”They grinned and dragged me to the kitchen table. That was the first time we’d used it and now we were using it regularly.Over the past couple of years, we had fucked all over the house and in the garden. They had shagged me in every position they could think of and had included a couple of their ‘discrete’ friends when they’d treated me to a wonderful gang-bang for my birthday. This had also included a.