“Fucker what was that for?” I asked pushing his shoulder back.“Hey sis. How you been lately?” his eyes traveling the length of my body down to...my bare feet. “What’s with the black?” his left eyebrow raised as a smirk spread across his face.“I happen to like black thank you very much.” I crossed my arms over my chest defensively.I turned off my music and grabbed my juice trotting up stairs. He followed me as I put the juice back.“You know mom’s going to yell at you for that.”“So fucking what?. Stella was in for a shock, no doubt. But who was going to tell her? Regina was fast losing her nerve, and Carey wasn't going to pop out of that closet to confront his mother.She said, "Oh, I don't know, Stella; kids grow up fast these days, and as mothers, we just don't recognize that fact. We try to keep them babies, when they're actually young adults." Here's to young adults," Stella grinned, "and to old kids like us. We'll keep shipping the real kids to movies or whatever, or leave them home. Once enough pre-cum formed. My mistress stuck one of her fingers. Deep in her pussy and took it out. It was soaked with her juices. “Let's taste ourselves at the same time.” Mistress commanded. I then scooped up my pre-cum with my finger. Then looked at my mistress. We locked eyes and we slowly brought our fingers to our mouths. As we tasted ourselves a look of joy was on my mistress face. My mistress then came over to my side of the couch.“I want my cum out of that cock.” She. Before now he had never actually considered making one of his fantasies a reality but now lust fought against reason and was winning. The students had by now all left, laughing at Rose's expense and gossiped between themselves. Rose sat back down in her seat and tears rolled down her face. Robert closed the door gently and sat in a chair besides Rose. "Would you like someone to talk to?" Robert said softly to the distraught girl beside him. She shook her head but started to speak regardless.