She moved between his legs and slowly brought her face close to his cock. It had the distinct smell of pee. He pushed her face on his cock and rubbed ...er nose all over his cock and balls. "Like it?" he asked releasing her. Now she knew why he didn't wash his cock after pissing. She nodded meekly. What else she could do?"Now suck it"He drew the foreskin down and made it ready for her to lick.She licked at the lower part of its head. "That is the junction of nerves" Rekha had instructed. "a girl. So when she realized I must have one, she almost climaxed in the classroom.She stood up and begged to join the club, offering to make her own mother into a slut and surrendering her own nubile, virginal body as payment. How could I say no?When I realized she was a virgin, that if I didn’t do anything she’d become a slut like our own mothers had, I had no choice but to intervene and save her. I changed her. She begged for it, pleading to be mind-controlled into being my girlfriend. To love me.. " A left-handed pitcher, son," he said."Yes, sir, I'm a left-handed pitcher."He gave me a patronizing smile."I'll tell you what, son," he said. "I'm actually here to look at this kid playing shortstop for Connor here, for the following year's team. But I've got my assistants' list of this year's prospects right here." You're not a scout, sir?" I'm the coach, son," he chuckled. "We have an off day, and I owe Connor's coach a favor, so I told him I'd take a look at his boy. Anyway, if your name's. He was sound asleep when we arrived and Martha saw us. Timmy didn’t stay asleep, though, for Martha was all over him. She was crying and checking him out to ensure he hadn’t been hurt. Of course, since Timmy had been asleep all this time, and didn’t know what was wrong, his Mom’s behavior scared him and he started to cry. That set Martha off again, thinking that he was hurt, and she had just missed his injury. Eventually everything settled down, and we finished our rest period. Sereine.