It could be incredibly difficult being the head of the school at times, particularly when I had to punish naughty sixth form girls. Particularly when ... had to punish naughty sixth form girls…like you. Yes you were 18. Yes you were a woman now, but I was your headmaster and, from the moment the thought entered my mind, I truly knew I was in the wrong.I could feel my cock twitching hard as I looked up at you standing still before me.I always had a philosophy of punishing my students in a way. . actually, now I think I should talk with Jessica too." "Mom, it's nothing, really." "Really?" It was bright in the kitchen. Distant urban noises one could distinguish pretty well, thanks to slightly opened window. Holding a hot cup of cofee in hands, Cathrine pressed with her back at the window sill. She was wearing a long sleeve shirt as pajamas. It was long enough to reach her thighs. "Dad says Freddy is old enough. In his age he knew a lot less, but'd been doing a lot more." "Is. I know you'll like it. Here, lemme just show you something. It won't bite." With that he dropped her down to the grass and lay down beside her. She sat still, curious about what he wanted. Now that she knew he was there she figured she could run back home, if she wanted to. The sun was barely coming up over the river to the east as he loosened his suspenders and dragged his pants down to his knees. His hanging manhood was now exposed. She knew what it was. She'd seen peckers many times around. She returns. "The two of us we have never really spoken about it, we have both felt it in our hearts and groins." She says hello, and states, "Yes it has weighed heavily on my mind and crotch and I know it has on yours also, I could tell and so could you by the way that we look at each other, lustily and googley eyed." I say "when we are together and in each others company ....and that is..the fantasy and the anticipation of making love WITH you and not TO you or AT you, and you know I am.