Apparently he had finished looking at it and was sitting there lettingit dangle in its chain from his fingertips. I put my dirty shirt in theplastic b...g for my new shirt and started putting it back in thebackpack. "Hey, put the medallion in the bag with your shirt!" Ricksaid and threw the medallion towards me. I caught it in the handholding my new shirt and suddenly felt a small spark from where themedallion was touching my shirt and skin. I put the medallion around myneck instead, while. Immediately, I tensed up and my hole attempted to push him out but he was laid on top me, biting my earlobe and whispering for me to relax. I had no choice so I breathed in and pushed out, he slid in deeper, the increasing girth stretched my lips wider and wider. In one breath and one smooth motion, he was all the way in and I felt him flex inside me, the curve of the shaft rubbing my insides. He stayed still, allowing me to acclimate to his shape and depth. I squeezed my muscles to tighten. .. and not a stitch of clothing.Who was my new secretary, you ask? Martha Howard, formerly Martha Parker, that was her. Yes, the principal’s own wife, no less, though she was now married to everyone in the Howard tribe. Everyone in my sixty-nine was married to everyone else in it, even if the authorities (for however long they retained power) didn’t recognize this fact. She wasn’t the only one working in the new Administrator’s office that I selected for the school, which was located in a. Bobby knew we were always checking her out and I think he got off on it too. He would always tell us about her coming out of the shower with a short towel or listening to her in her room at night on the computer. Guess it was kind of weird but we loved it.So this was a Friday night and four of us were sitting around downstairs playing a game. Actually we were playing a game and watching porn to be honest. It was this sweet scene where a MILF was getting seduced by two girls our age. There was a.