I cycled home that evening feeling a little strange. I found the photos disturbing yet at the same time intriguing and didn’t quite know why. I’d ...ever seen anything like them before.The following week’s lesson with Mr. Samuels was difficult to concentrate on, as I kept imagining how he had reacted when he first looked at the photos and whether his interest in them was something other than just physical posture.I fear you weren’t quite on the ball today, Stuart but still, good, very good has a. Where are you headed?”“Okinawa. My dad is a Lieutenant Colonel in the Marines. He’s been stationed there for a couple of years.”“Were you home visiting?”“No. I live in San Diego with my aunt. When my dad was posted to Okinawa two years ago, I asked to stay here and finish High School. I didn’t want to leave my friends, you know? I graduated two weeks ago. Is this business or a vacation for you?”“Neither, really,” I said. “I’m going to spend a month with a senior Shōtōkan karate master to. I imagine what the men are seeing now - a beautiful, slender girl kneeling naked, long scarlet hair flowing down her back, sucking enthusiastically - SLORP! SLURP! - making those sounds with my lips sealed tightly around this new cock. I try to forget about my past life in moments like this. I try to forget about anything that might pull me out of this brief respite from reality. For these seconds, submerged in my libido, I can just focus on pleasure. My fingers are flying along my clit now.. Suddenly she felt the bed sagging behind her, and realized that her son had joined them on the bed. Patty quickly sprawled flat on Henry's chest, eagerly awaiting the first skewering thrust of her own son's hard cock into her already well-fucked bowels."Spread 'em open, Mom!"Patty knew what her son wanted. She reached behind her back, grasping her ass cheeks, spreading them wide to display her pink, itchy shit hole to her hung, horny son. She glanced to her right, noticing that Margaret was now.