It was French so I was able to sit alone and stew. I didn’t take in any of the lesson. In fact, I didn’t take in much until lunch when I ate alone... I was sure all my friends could feel the anger radiating off me and stayed out of my way on purpose.I had maths period five, and made myself concentrate in that lesson—Bob McCarthy was a demanding taskmaster and wouldn’t have stood for me coasting through the class on a wave of my own, irrational anger. And I knew it was irrational. I hadn’t been. ..You know I can kick your ass. Even if you put up a fight I will fuck you up...' Too scared to say a word I stood against the wall while Clarence undid all my buttons and pushed my shirt off my shoulders. I stood there trembling as Clarence pulled my shirt from my jeans and then did the same to my t-shirt. The coolness of the room and my fear was causing me to tremble uncontrollably. Clarence slipped his right hand up my t-shirt and over my chest till he found my left nipple and gripped it. Even one nipple was dripping with her son's cum. Tim shot string after string of juice, as his mother jacked-off his hard meat. "Oh, honey, that's a lot for the second time. And you're still hard. I'll bet you could cum again if we tried. But I think that's enough for tonight. You said this was what you wanted, Well, baby, you've got it. You had better be prepared to keep this little game up. And during the day and especially at breakfast there will be nothing said or done that reveals what is. ”Rupa- “Haan bol kya huwa.”Raj:- “Yeh kya hai mom?”Yeh bolke usse oh laptop ki history dikhata hai aur wahi video run karata hai. “Kya aap apne bete se sex karna chahti hai.”Rupa:- “Nahi beta yeh toh kal net search karte waqt automatically open ho gaya tha.”Raj- ” Jhut bolney ki koi baat nahi hai mom. Yeh porn site aapki laptop mein bahut history chhod rakha hai.”Rupa- “Sorry, beta.”Woh rone lagti hai, aur rotey rotey waha se chali jati hai. Raj uske piche piche jata hai aur usse kehta.