She pulled him upward. Billy rubbed his crotch along his mother's tits, and Donna lifted her head, pressing her face into his crotch. She loved the se...sations of a hot cock and balls against her face, and with her son wearing his shorts, the feelings made her cunt throb wetly.She pulled him over her face, and buried her mouth into his crotch. She inhaled the arousing scent of his crotch, sucking at his balls through his shorts, running the flat surface of her tongue along the slowly swelling. Nor were all the scientists enthralled by their teaching roles. The nominal goal of academies of learning on Earth is to educate a new generation of students, but to the typical academician the actual teaching process is mainly an initiation they must endure before moving on to the freedom that tenure and seniority confer to spend time in the grander pursuits of research and publication. These were of course very highly tenured and senior individuals, most of whom had taken none but the most. Dad turns his face towards me, his eyes tearing. “I want to remember your mom… won’t you wear one of her dresses for just a few minutes?”We have been here many times, and in spite of dad beseeching me with that teary look, he is asking for something he knows I absolutely will not provide. I know that if I dress like my mother, he will see me as his wife, and it will escalate into a place where I refuse to go.I will give my father some time and affection, but I absolutely refuse to masquerade as. He turned out to be an asshole.”Nick frowned and looked at her in concern, “Why? What happened?”This time Amy took her bottom lip between her teeth and chewed on it thoughtfully, “You promise not to get upset?”Nick became visibly upset with that remark, “How can I not get upset when you ask me such a question? What happened?” Her insides were starting to roil with the possibilities that passed through her head.“After we left the restaurant, he.