The real task was Kusum.That woman did have some reservations but I was adamant and finally we three were on board.I asked my mother for a night out.T...ok Ice cream condoms with me and went to her house at 6 pm itself.A Rajita’s son was out and uncle, as usual, was coming the next day. Rajita gave me some bananas and milk to energize ourselves. I ate a piece of banana and passed it onto her mouth and kept exchanging milk too to get in the mood. Had a quick blowjob session and then Kusum came. “Ohhhhh, no, don’t stop – don’t stop! I’m gonna – cum!”Her smooth body jerked on the desk. Her eyes screwed shut, and her lips were parted. She panted. She sobbed and moaned. Her cunt swelled and throbbed under the Vice Principal’s expert caress. Waves of electric climax raced up and down her body. Her cunt squeezed tightly around the hard thing inside it. She came harder than she ever had in her life. All her muscles tensed and released in powerful spasms that took over her brain and turned. Look out. I suppose it was the Viking in him. It had taken him a long time to get the berserker under a semblance of control but I knew ... that ... just under the surface ... lurked...“UNDERSTAND?”“Yes, Sir.”“Good ... see that you remember that.”“Yes, Sir.”That was then ... this is now.“It’s not an idle threat, young man. Your dad was the only person who could control my temper...” I gave him the evil mom look. “And he’s not here to stop me. You’re on notice.“Rule change. David, you will. Letting her do her job, however, allowed Walsh a good view of Malcolm’s Estate Manager’s firm buttocks, swaying seductively as she led the way.Malcolm lounged in a plush leather chair that matched the opulence of the room. He looked up as Walsh entered, and rose to greet him.?Ah, Ainbertach.? A pleasure, as always.??And as always, Malcolm, please call me Bert.?Walsh found it grating that Malcolm used the full version of his first name. Practically no one had called him anything but Bert since.