We didn’t talk about that in the next morning. So we didn’t know whether her answer was yes or no. After our school hours, the parents meet starte.... More than 70 percent of parents came except my mom. No one seemed to care about our parents except our maths teacher because we have failed in his subject only.“Am I supposed to stay here the whole day?” our maths teacher asked.I started getting scared. If mom agrees to this, she was going to get her pussy torn by his humongous strength. Then our. I grab her head and bring my lips to hers as I invade her mouth with tongue. Our tongues intertwine as she lowers a hand to my lap and removes my jeans. My 9" cock springs out a ready as she rubs her hands around it adjusting her senses to the feel. She gets on her knees and licks the head and begins working her tongue down the shaft. I moan a little before she thrusts her mouth on it and sucks like it will the last thing she tastes. Her tongue caresses the head as she sucks licking up any. Graph began to thrash her head from side to side as she screamed out loud. "I'm cumminggggg..." she screamed. I held her lace encased thigh's and began to pump her pussy even harder. She began to gasp for air as she reached over and marked another check on the board. "Oh God yessssss..." She screamed as she came violently beneath me. I reached down and cupped her breasts as they were bouncing up and down. I began to pinch her nipples and pull on them causing her to reach over and mark another. I knew I looked my best. I'd given myself a hard once over in Office Girlz before agreeing that there wasn't anything more to be done. My hair had been elegantly sculpted into a sleek bob. Makeup had been expertly applied. More a suggestion of color than anything screaming out for attention. Unnecessary rimless eyeglasses. Faux pearl earrings and matching necklace. Basically, it was the same look I had chosen when I applied for my first job out of college. The clothes were different, of course..