Quite aside from that fact that our Dad was 6' 4, had muscles on his muscles from sweating under the hot sun on construction sites as a sheet metal wo...ker, Dad could simply glare at you to get his own way.Dad had also had his brains bashed in by a two tonne girder that had plummeted onto his head on a high-rise construction and was incredibly violent. There wasn't a door in our house that didn't have a hole where Dad had put his fist right through the door. He did that rather than hit somebody,. .. I can feel the hardness and thickness of his cock even better as it is pressed against the thin material of my short skirt. He takes his hand off my waist and pulls my hand behind my back and lays it against his throbbing erection. I can feel the thickness of his cock and it is pulsating as his heart races while I grasp it hard. I can now feel the tiny drips of his pre-cum on the palm of my hand as it drips. Slowly I stroke his cock and hear his breath in my ear quicken... I stroke it. She really was a true Turner woman. I left for college, and she called me every day until her period finally came. It was a week late, but I think that’s because she was so worried and emotional about it.I’d only been gone two months when I started going home every other weekend. I know you’re thinking it’s because I had all this pussy at home, and could tap it any time I wanted to. That’s true, in a way, but it’s not the original reason I started going home every other weekend.I got a call. She swiveled in her chair and put her hand on Alan’s, expressing her sympathy about that traumatic event, and then asked about his grandfather. Alan told her that his grandfather wasn’t expected to live long, the doctors and nurses were just keeping him comfortable in the face of the inevitable. She rose and gave him a light hug, just to show that she cared. She really wasn’t supposed to have physical contact like this with students, but she felt that in this situation a little hug wouldn’t be.