The music grew louder. Mort looked back at Winchell. The teacher began to glow. He stood up and walked two steps from his desk. His expression didn't ...hange, but there was something different about his face. It seemed smoother, less lined, and thinner. Was he losing weight? No, the gray in his hair was darkening to the original color. Mort realized that the man was getting younger. When they had met, Mort would have guessed Carl Winchell's age at about 40, the same as his own. Now the teacher. ” I started to panic. I was naked and wet. Legs spread with a cock buried in my mouth and my husband coming closer by the minute. I heard the door open and then I didn’t hear a sound. I tried to look around but Jay’s cock kept my head in place. “Well, I take it my little slut likes the mattress okay?” I heard my husband say. At that moment Jay flicked his tongue and my hips thrusted up toward his face. I felt Jay shift his weight and move. My dripping cunt was wide open and my husband was. While there I thought I would pick up a roast for Mom and I for tonight, something hearty to help keep her spirits up.”He sighed again, instead of answering Kal just held his hand out and helped Perra up onto Bonn’s back behind him. Kal made a clicking noise with his tongue and Bonn walked out of the barn and with a slight tug on the reigns headed towards the trail going into the village.The first part of the journey was quiet as Kal was lost in his thoughts, Perra had her arms around his torso. She called Amy for suggestions. The call went somewhat like this:When Amy answered the phone, Mom bombarded her almost immediately without the usual greeting, casual talk, or explanation."Amy put your thinking cap on. I want to put together a roleplay scenario that will top all of the other scenarios to this point. I want something so salacious it will cause your Dad to cum like a young teenager."There was a lot of excitement in Mom’s voice, so Amy knew right away something unusual was going on.