Get your cutelittle ass in here so that I can get a taste of that juicy scepter ofyours," she says as she pulls him into an empty classroom.As they go...into the room Danyelle leads him to the professor's desk andplayfully pushes him into the chair. After rolling the chair againstthe wall Danyelle gets on her knees and pulls up Ron's skirt. She looksat his member trying desperately to free itself from its silken prisonand restrains herself from chuckling at how average it is when comparedto all. We chatted about our week and about the kids - the stuff old married people talk about. I noticed her foot floating nearby, so I started giving her a foot massage, as much as anything to give me something to do with my hands. I wasn't trying to start anything - after 20 years, I was far too realistic for that. I just tried to relax her and give her the best foot rub I could. After a while I'd rubbed all the kinks out of her feet, so I moved up to her calves. She was talking less and less,. She almost grimaced. "On second thought, I don't think so. Maybe an older woman, after having k**s, might like it, getting stretched like that. Ewwwww," Lisa laughed, falling back on the bed, but she got up a minute later. "Wait a minute," she said. "You don't want to get Eleyna to do it, you want to fist her mom, don't you?" she accused.I looked away, afraid my face would reveal the truth, that the thought of fisting a mom had crossed my mind, like last night, lying with my hand cupping my. He thanked me for my time, then sent me back to class.The teacher had been told by the other students that I was talking to the Principal, so there was no question as to why I was returning late. There was some conversation about my display of memory. I haven’t actually read all those books, but then again I remember reading them. Future me’s had all picked a different book, and read it. I could remember the individual page from when that other me read it.Maybe you understand, and it’s not as.