Phir gusse se mera haath pakdi aur side se didi ke boobs ke upper rakh diya itne mulayam aur soft itna paas se meine rekha ke boobs kabhi touch nahi k...ye the aur masi ke upper se mera haath tha unke boobs bhi dab rahe the meine salana shuru kiya didi ki nipples tight ho gayi thi mera lund masi ki thighs par takra raha tha bhout der tak haath pherta raha masi ne bade style se mera lund maslna shuru kiya ab shen nahi ho raha tha aisa lag raha tha ki liquid nikal du ek taraf chadar rekha keech. The swollen head was peeking out of the bottom of my shorts, staring straight at my teacher and had begun drooling precum down the side of my leg. My mom was sliding her hand slowly up and down the length of it and was still somehow holding a straight face and pretending she had no idea what she was doing. I was afraid to look over at her tits again in fear that i would squirt cum all over Miss Hunter's desk and down my leg. I didn't want to have to explain that to my teacher."Jeff are you. Before I could respond, Bob put his other hand on my head and began to control my rhythm, he'd hold my head down at a certain point almost gagging me. He was getting very verbal as well. Instructing me on how to do it, encouraging me and moaning. There was something hypnotic about letting him control me. Something in me enjoyed being submissive to him. His commanding voice told me to suck harder but it was being followed up with a soft "good boy good boy that's it". I wanted to please. This made me jealous. The instant his hand moved to touch his crotch out of excitement, I threw the first thing I could get.“Don’t even think about it!”Seeing my angered face, he gave a cute smile. Pressing his half-erect cock he whispered, “This is just for you.”I was relieved.“Where’s your grandfather?” I said to distract him.“Don’t know. He should have come up by now,” he replied.It was strange for my father to stay out of the house for this long. Let’s just say the society members weren’t.