She sat on the sofa and made him stand between her knees. She fondled his ass and kissed his belly and ran her fingers over his swollen balls and thro...bing cock.She quivered as a glob of cockjuice fell off the tip of his prick and landed on her thigh.Holding his balls in her left hand, she gently frigged his cock with her right hand and looked up at him."What would you like to do?"His eyes were glazed. "What ever you want, Mom." You'd like to fuck me, wouldn't you?" Yes." You little devil.. Francine zipped the flight suit under her chin and stamped her feet into the flight boots. The clang of the solid soles on the metal deck betrayed how eager she was to fly today. The hover platform hummed closer and lifted her into the cockpit.It took Francine a few minutes to get herself buckled into the seat properly. Soon everything was pulled on, plugged in and switched to active. Francine pressed her comms button opening a channel to the bridge."Control, this is Dryad two. Requesting. ”“Of course,” Carol replied, grinning. “He helped me be okay with both times. And it wasn’t that he was a killer ... he helped me understand what ‘self-defense’ really meant. After each man I killed, I’d locked away a lot of it. He helped me see that in those moments, it was them or me. I was going to be raped, beaten, and/or killed. Or I could defend myself. My brothers ... they always told me ‘fuck that put them down and run for help thing’. Put them down. Permanently. Make sure they can’t. Wallingford’s class.’ ‘I sure hope you’re right, Mr. Eagleton,’ Ben said. ‘Since you’ll be working full-time for the rest of the year,’ Mr. Eagleton said, ‘you’ll have to go to the superintendent’s office this morning to fill out all the necessary forms. And, of course, you’ll have to go through the new teacher orientation, too. That’s a new district rule.’ ‘What about the class?’ Ben asked. ‘You’ll start with your class tomorrow,’ the principal said. ‘I have another sub handling the class.