Manon didn’t do any of that though, instead she walked towards him, she was swaying her hips and trying to be seductive. She pouted her lips and pre...sed her boobs forward. ‘What are you doing?’ Mister Sullivan asked dismissively. Manon knew her behavior was inappropriate, she didn’t want to do this, but she simply had to. She had this overwhelmingly strong urge to seduce him. She walked even closer and with her fingertips she crumpled up the seam of her uniform, pulling the fabric higher. Jon was sitting on the shower bench as Eric was on his knees sucking his cock! Jon looked over at me while burying Erics head in his cock and said, Hey! Come on over. Take that towel off. Turn on the next shower head over! I slowly unwrapped my towel, and saw both Jon and Eric looking down at my cock, grinning. I obliged and turned on the shower, watching Eric pump Jons huge dick in and out of his mouth. The image was turning me on, but I was too shy to do anything. All of the sudden, Jon was. You’re not a baby, even if I call you one, and it’s just wasted syllables. Just call me Charlie, for now.” She seemed OK, so I disconnected and went back to my side of the table.“OK, uhmmmm, Charlie. Charlie. That sounds weird. Maybe not weird. Different. OK. Here it is. A little. Your brother, my step father, my mother’s husband, started to touch me places that ... Please don’t get mad at me ... Charlie. He touched me places that didn’t feel bad, but I didn’t want him to. I didn’t want him to. "Now you have no excuses. You better be able to find somewhere wet to stick it in down there."Sneering at her like the big dopey douche that I am, I rammed myself back in; though I wasn't exactly sure where I landed, it felt vaguely grabby and passably viscous. Good enough."Kel, you just bear down, or I won't let Amanda take you to Waffle House."Kelsey giggled, "Damon, you know that if it were up to me, hell, I'd let you split me open with a mace. The thing is, I just hate to get my skirt.