My mom looked like crazed for that kiss and she responded as per his well. I couldn’t believe to see my mom as that. He grabbed her hair and pushed ...er down to her knee. He hold his dick in his right hand and swinged at her face. He slapped his dick on her face and she eager to take it inside her mouth. He then inserted his dick in her mouth and started to move his hip harder by holding her hair.I started to feel wetness in my panty and when I kept my hand on the panty, it was already wet. I. Once curled up in his arms, he asked me again, “What’s wrong?”I tried to swallow my tears as I answered. “My tummy hurts”.“Do you need to eat something? Is that it?”I shook my head as a tear escaped and trickled down my cheek. “Tummy’s not hungry”.“Are you worried about something? Did you break something while Daddy’s been busy?”I shook my head again. “No, Daddy. I was watching TV like a good girl”.“Hhmm…” Daddy paused a moment, unable to think of anything else to suggest. Then he said, “Did. ’ When Marcie got home from work Tuesday evening there was a note in the mail that there was a parcel at the post office that they had to sign for. She didn’t even wait for Joe and raced to get to the post office before they closed. As soon as she was back in her car she ripped the large envelope open and read the cover letter. Her hands started to shake slightly and she started to cry. They really were going to Sable Island Resort. She put the envelope on the seat, dried her eyes and collected. It was fun to watch them that time.Sometimes, wearing the top with the top buttons open also works for me. I would lean forward sometimes showing my cleavage. I also wore saree exposing my navel. The boys looking at me turns me on a little bit. Their looks would fuel my lust and sexual passion. But like an innocent teacher, I would act normal and take the class as usual.The boys think that it is by accident or that I was not aware of it. But I liked it very much. I knew that it was.