’ ‘Ok, yes. We… we’re back together. You happy?’ ‘When were you going to tell me?’ ‘Well,’ I could finally talk after a few sips of ...offee, but my voice was still raspy, ‘I’m not sure that we’ve even… banged out all the details,’ I glanced at Katie, who gave me an eye roll, a shake of the head, and a smile. She thought it was something out of a b-rate movie, but nonetheless funny. Horrible, but amusing. Mel leaned back in his chair with his cup of coffee, ‘Yeah, I figured as much,’ he sipped,. .yeah…..aaaaaahhhhhhhh…… ooohhhhhh…..ummmmmm….nice…..ummmmmm…..”To my surprise, he wasn’t finished yet. After my orgasm had ebbed, grandpa pulled his cock out of my drenched pussy, flipped me over onto all fours on the sofa, and slammed his huge erection into my from behind. As he pumped his cock into and out of my vagina like a piston, he reached around and grabbed my swinging tits, squeezing the flesh and pulling on the nipples. I launched into another intense, overwhelming orgasm, causing me. She usually learned a lot about the parents from the mouths of their naive children and their questions were often so funny that she would almost piss her panties just thinking about it.“Miss Nancy, why does daddy bump mama’s behind so hard sometimes that she yells out and moves so funny?”Then, a question out of the blue that got her to thinking about the impression that oral sex had on children who had no idea about the process.“Miss, Nancy, why does mama let daddy put his stick thing into her. Larry Scott was present, as was Jordan Lerner, not to mention Marcie. The worst part was how much I drew attention to myself despite my efforts to avoid doing so. I did my best to focus on the lessons, as did others, especially Ms. Howard reading aloud from the account of her ancestress, Theresa Howard, who had been a slave and schoolmistress back in that era. This semester’s course, American History 1865-present, naturally included references to the waning days of slavery in the United States.