I didn't have any plans on being a writer, but it was interesting to see just what was involved in writing a book. I was surprised how much time Bob s...ent just in research. I'd always thought all an author needed was a fertile imagination and a word processor! Well ... that and a good editor.We spent an afternoon getting to know almost the entire Swanson clan—four kids and two very harried-looking parents. Only Jim's older sister, Barbra, was absent. After a day with them I was happy I had only. Cock, it was as if there was a direct link between their tips and the drenched patch barely hidden between her legs. Jill tried to reason that she was merely just touching her son, even if it wasn't in a most appropriately way. It could be his bicep that she ran her fingers over, hard and bulging as if he was flexing it. This was just another part of his anatomy.Even that reasoning failed to quench the forbidden delight that she felt at that naughty touch.It was her son's huge cock that was in. Rick was a down to earth guy and married with 2 young kids. He enjoyed sports, DIY amongst other things. He use to come round frequently to watch sports and even help out around any DIY we needed doing.As a result of being close at work and being around some weekends he and Mona got very close to each other. She would tell me how he commented on how nice her hair smelt or generally how beautiful she looked. The later almost every morning! To me I felt they were having an affair. My suspicion. Lauren soon found herself bent over the teachers desk. 'This is your punishment for being late', Miss Beatty purred in her ear.Lauren's mind was racing. She was beside herself with emotion. The arousal in her came in waves. She would do anything Miss Beatty wanted. She didn't have a choice, and she loved it.Lauren's hair was being pulled back to the point where she was looking up towards the ceiling. She realized her skirt was being hiked up. Instinctively, she spread her legs slightly open..