My Dad.Now my Dad’s always been my best friend. Taught me all the sports, helped with homework, great bar-b-que cook, all-around great guy. He’s t...e same height as me, but in his early forties so he’s more built out. Not fat at all, very fit.I thought, oh shit, I’m in trouble now…I was so shocked when I saw him I didn’t really notice that he was naked too, and was sporting a hardon about the same size as the one I had.Like father, like son.He said in a very calm voice, “Your mother had to work. I couldn’t help myself. I want your cock so much,” replied Lydia as she rolled her hips, mashing her clit against his ball sack. Andrew smiled, wrapping his hands round her buttocks and then her hips, pulling her towards him. Her upper body fell forward and she gripped the bedrails tightly as she leaned over him. She rolled her hips backwards and forwards, clenching his shaft tightly with her muscles. “Oh…Oh fuck.…,” Lydia gasped through clenched teeth, as she felt him stiffen inside her.. It’s my argument she distracts the class by the pants and skirts she chooses to wear in class hurting the learning process.Ms. Steam really knew had to swing a paddle and when she was mad at a student she would use both hands. It was a sure bet she would have had a great two-handed forehand in tennis. Her paddle was big and bad. Every high school boys and girls was sad as they contemplated her three foot long, four inches wide paddle when it was given to them as a choice. However, she got away. I had to take a road-trip down to Alabama without my wife, so when I was packing I grabbed my special bag with all my sexy clothing and stuff just in case. I am sure glad I did, because I got lucky and found a nice black cock with a respectable 8 inches long and good thickness. It was not huge like some stories always describe I grabbed a cheap hotel for the night somewhere near Birmingham. I looked around and there was really nothing to do near the hotel so I jumped online to the best.