"Is Karen home?" Yes, she's out by the pool. I think she blew off some after school activity, but she said that she is OK." What would she think if sh... walked in and saw me between her mother's legs, her mom's pussy showing to the world?" I asked."She'd think that her mother was a slut. Isn't that what you want her to think?" she asked."No, I want her to realize that her mother is not a dried up prune, that she is still a sexual creature, and she can be just as sexy as anyone else." I kissed. He was fucking me hard and fast.Mike moaned 'you like that don't you?' All I could do was thrust my hips against his hand instead of answer his question. He told me 'no one's been fucking you good. You're almost too tight.' I nearly winced when he started using two fingers to fuck me. His fingers were huge. I felt so stretched. I couldn't get enough. He knew I was about to cum. He could tell from my breathing and moaning.He pulled his fingers out of me and said 'suck them.' It tasted like. ''No, I mean yes, I mean, I don't know.' I felt my blood draining away from my face and I shivered but I couldn'ttake my eyes away from hers. She held my gaze and I felt whatever selfcontrol I had left drain away. Her eyes seemed on fire and I felt astrange sense of power passing from me to her.'Jamie, well we are confused then aren't we? Well, Jamie, let me tellyou what I think you are. I think you're really a sissy boy. I thinkyou’re a cocksucker. I think you want to be subservient. I think. " Me and Charlotte dutifully obey, sitting down inthe centre of the floor cross-legged."It's your last lesson of the year, we can afford a bit of time out,"Ellen states, sitting down with us."I take it they wouldn't be too understanding if you showed up out ofthe blue the way you are," my teacher says, at which I quietly nod."They're pretty old-fashioned," I confirm. "Dad in particular is reallyhomophobic. And racist, for that matter. He's not, you know, a hooligan,but he's not shy about.