All the stuff about locking them in their rooms had been light-hearted and yet there was an underlying protectiveness. He wondered what her background...was. Louise had hinted at something pretty unpleasant. He would have to wait until Annette told him. She was such a cheerful, outgoing girl and yet that Ronny had thrown her. He wondered whether it had been sexual abuse. It would fit but no more than that and he could make a big mistake if he pursued that avenue. He would have to wait for her to. It's about time someone who knew her tells him about his mother. "You have my word."I stood and stepped away from the fire. "Then I am going to our tent. If I am asleep, please wake me when you are done with the boys." Aedan and Alistair both shot me a dirty look for calling them boys. I grinned apologetically at Alistair, ruffled Aedan's hair in passing, and crawled into the tent Tomas had agreed to share with me. I noticed speculative glances from Theron and Leliana as I headed into the tent.. “In the first quarter parent/teacher conference, Davey’s homeroom teacher, Mrs Adams, showed us how Davey fucks her cunt, I mean right there in her classroom. I was jealous to say the least as I stood there watching my son fuck his cock in and out of his teacher.”Dan: “For my part, I was fixated on Mrs Adams cunt, clean shaven and all that.”Kathy: “I wanted the feeling of my sons cock in my cunt but he did give me the satisfaction of pulling out of her cunt and cum in my mouth. The principal. Doris had just touched up her lipstick when there was a soft knock. She took a deep breath and opened the door. Tristan stood tall before her holding a bouquet of roses."Oh, you dear! That's so sweet of you, thank you," gushed Doris. She found a vase by the window for the flowers, and Tristan seized the opportunity to feast his eyes upon the line down his Aunt's womanly bum. Doris poured two glasses of champagne, handed one to him, and then sat down among the pillows on the expansive sectional.