And after I collect all the intelligence, I can target his weaknesses. I can plan surprises to negate his strengths.’ I sat there conveying my displ...asure with his smugness, but I wasn’t sure amusement wouldn’t be more apt. ‘You know, you can help construct this plan. Hell, you can do it yourself. Just approach it like a battle. Make decisions based on information and an assessment of how he will react. Don’t just toss up some oh-I-guess-I’ll-do-this plan.’ That didn’t soften it, even though he. That afternoon, the preacher called me and thanked me for my visit. I thanked him back and just before he hung up, he told me that his son that I had met liked to do odd jobs for the older women at the church and since he knew I was single and "older" (as the asshole put it) I could rely on his son to help with any thing at my house I might need. Well, I hung up and almost instantly figured out that maybe I could find some things for him to do around there and if nothing else, could watch his. I wiped it down with a moist cloth, ended up on the sofa, but Jenn got to my lap first. Isabel giggled. “Careful doing that. I hurt him once when I jumped on his lap too hard.”“Thanks for the warning, Izzy.”“I haven’t hurt you, have I Michael?” Jennifer said giving me a territorial kiss.“Not yet, but it’s early,” I retorted.“Katherine,” Izzy asked, “Are you and Peter a couple now?”This surprised her ... especially from this young lady.“I don’t know. It’s frowned upon when a teacher and a. “Now, baby I want you to watch how a real woman sucks a cock,” she said seductively before his hard rod disappeared into her mouth. “Yes!” her mind screamed out as his seven inch cock sat comfortably in her mouth. Miranda couldn’t help herself. It seemed that her carnal desires had fully taken hold of her mind. It wasn’t until her son’s cum filled her mouth that she came out of her haze. Drinking it all down savoring every drop as it coated her tongue and her throat. “Did you like your first.