Yes, even the male Tutors despised me because of the derogatory way I talked about their wives and the female Tutors. None of my male Tutors were marr...ed to Babes, therefore, to my mind, they were all losers, and I told them so. I enjoyed pointing out the physical flaws in the dogs they had married. Male Tutors, who were not married, were of course branded as homosexuals or faggots as I preferred to call them. The female Tutors automatically despised me because of the way I treated them. I was. .. After that, we fucked every day, before I went toschool, and after I came home from school. I had Mom in every room inthe house, dressed and undressed, and my life was blissful.I particularly like to get behind her in the kitchen when I came in,dropping my pants and lifting her skirt up around her waist, to rub myrigid prick between her panties covered ass cheeks, when she would leanon the counter, pushing her butt back at me, her knees slightly bent,and then I would ease my horny cock up. She smiled at me turned round walked out closing the door behind her. To I was confused was an understatement, I'd expected a monumental telling off but nothing, what was going on? I had a strange night, having some erotic dreams and woke up with a load of jizz in my pajamas.Two or three days passed and I was making my way to my bedroom after school, I opened the door to find laid on my bed Jean, but not the Jean I usually saw in her dressing gown, she was fully made up wearing my favorite. James turned. “Yea?”. “Detention, this afternoon,” the teacher replied. James had not really noticed that this teacher was quite a pretty one even though she tried to cover it up. James did not really care, a detention was part of his day, another hour and a half on top of the eight hour day he already had. James took his place at the back of the class and spent the afternoon daydreaming his way though the long day. The end of school arrived and James made his way to the classroom where the.