But the older Evelyn got, and the more her body started to look like that of a woman instead of that of a girl, ignoring her looks wasn't so easy any ...ore. As soon as I realized I couldn't resist, I became obsessed. I would look at her for hours on trips to the beach. I've taken hundreds of pictures while she was getting a tan in the garden. And it became worse. I snuck into her room at night to look at her wearing pajamas, or, in summer, just underwear. I spied at her when she was taking. I asked Stan if he needed a towel to wipe my cum from his hand but he said no need as he proceeded to lick my cum from his palm and fingers. My cock was still hard as a rock.It was time to start the main event. I asked Stan if he wanted to fuck the sex doll in the vagina or ass. Stan picked the ass. I asked Stan to put a condom on. He replied that the doll could not get pregnant. I replied back that the condom made cleanup easier. I laid on my back, pulled the doll on top of me and put. We settled down and got comfy. It was a little awkward at first but then I asked him about himself."What school do you go to?" I asked."I go to University Hill High School," he said."Me, too! I'm fourteen. How old are you?" I asked, smiling warmly at him. I suddenly imagined kissing his lips and that made my cheeks flare."Well, I'm fifteen and in Mr.Mack's class," he said, taking a hold of my hand."Aww, that's too bad. I'm in Mrs.Foster's class," I said, sadly."Haha that's ok," he said and then. But I do think it would be best if we started being honest with one another. Walter admitted, with some persuasion on my part, that he has already fucked you many times. He says that you enjoying sex with him a great deal, but that you feel ashamed of yourself for letting your own son fuck you. Is that true?"Patty took a deep breath and, finally, met the counselor's eyes."That's about right," she said."You know, maybe it's not really so awful to let Walter keep fucking you," Margaret suggested..