He hoped, he fervently hoped, that this was not the only time this happened. It wasn’t.That Monday afternoon, Cheshire was putting her books in her ...ocker, when who should walk up, but Larry. Leadbutt Larry. She slammed her locker shut, and turned to face him. The look on his face told her he knew he was in trouble.“Hi, Cheshire...” he said meekly. She glared at him.“You been telling people shit about me?” she asked sternly. He blanched.“No ... I ... I haven’t said your name...” he. The ceiling light clicked off, and he continued to slam into me, repeatedly, in the dark. I found it very exciting.I began to think the best thing I had ever done was tell him about my after-gym habit of being naked under the blue dress. It had done wonders for our sex life, making him nearly constantly ready.One morning, as I left the gym, my cell rang. I answered, noting the caller was Andrew. I found that odd. It was very early in the morning and he usually waited for me at home, preferring. Mount up!”Moving behind her, Josh let his own pants fall to his ankles as he squatted down, putting his cockhead against the puffy lips of her pussy. With hands on her hips, he slowly pushed his cock in. Josh Stevens’ number one fantasy had just become a reality.All the hours he had spent thinking of ways to seduce his mom, he never once envision her as the initiator. And to do it so casually! Of course, a tinge of guilt reminded him that she couldn’t know that it was her own son fucking. "I'm afraid you are not dressed properly."But I have an appointment," he objected. The man smiled patiently. They were all great at smiling, he thought."You can leave your clothes at the counter, sir. The girl will be happy to store them safely away for you until you leave."He looked past the man into the corridor, then back to where he'd come from. It was obvious; he could only visit Miss A when he left his clothes at the wardrobe. He turned away, walking back to the exit. Standing outside he.