"In the kitchen, NOW," shouted Gina.Ryan entered the kitchen to see his mother with eyes ablaze, just as she had been before the belting, plus the can... and the note on the kitchen table."Did you write this?" demanded Gina although the answer was obvious."Yes, you are a fat and ugly old slut," sneered Ryan, whose defiance was as per earlier arguments."I will teach you to talk to your mother like that, get your arse bare and bend over this table," ordered Gina as she picked up the cane.Ryan. Her juice was sweet. Far sweeter than her mothers ever was. And copious. So much of it. I moaned as she took my prick deep into her mouth and sucked and licked at it. I knew the argument was lost. I was going to fuck this little whore in every way I could think of..I pulled away and bent down, placing one arm around her shoulder and the other under her knees I lifted her up and carried her to the bed. Gently I placed her on it and spread her legs wide. I could see just the pink end of. "Well class, it's finally here. That one dreaded, always awkward segment. Now we have a couple questions to answer here, and I would like you to answer truthfully. It could be serious. All you have to do is raise your hands, and we will vote. Now, how many of you want this to be taught co-ed?" All the boys raised their hands, and most of the girls did too. Only the nerdier, socially awkward kids didn't raise their hands. "With that vote, it will be co-ed. Next, how many of you would like me. ." she said in a low voice, as seductive asI'd ever heard her.I looked up, and saw those suckable nipples, almost as big as Ginny's,on the end of a pair of tits, not like those I would see in Playboy orPenthouse or Hustler, but ones I would call in later life 'real tits',full and not perfect for a magazine but perfect for fondling andkissing and licking and sucking..."But...I don't understand..." I gulped, "what do you want...? Whatabout Dad?" I stared long and hard at those nipples, and my.