. like... sexually. I’m not gay! So, it’s not like anything will happen… But I don’t know how to bring this up with him, that it will not happ...n.” I say, averting my gaze as I tell her about my suspicion.She moves her left hand and raises my chin for me to look at her. She smiles at me, an expression of understanding on her face. At the same time, I find that her eyes are looking at me with something more, with a purpose, like she is forming a devious project or something. She moves her left. " I'm coming, damn it! I'm coming! Go easy on that arm for Chrissakes, will ya?" He's only a kid. Hey, Stan, c'mere a minute. We caught us a stowaway!"Chad stood unsteadily by the back of the truck, blinking against the bright sunshine. He couldn't help staring at the man who turned impatiently away from where other men were unloading something bulky from a truck. Well over six and a half feet tall, with bushy orangered hair, he was so skinny that he couldn't have weighed more than one hundred. On stage the action continued. Boy after boy from the line would take his turn getting sucked and rimmed by Susan’s parents. Joe sucked cock while Bertha rimmed ass, and after each boy came the roles would reverse…Bertha would suck cock to completion while Joe licked ass. This continued until every boy in line had cum in the mouth of either Joe or Bertha.At the same time, every one of the ten teachers had finished jacking off onto Susan’s face, and she had swallowed a good half cup of cum as. After few seconds I recovered. There must be a catch. What is it?“But….?” I prompted him.“There are two conditions. First, our kids should be our own; meaning should be from my sperm. “he told and paused.“What is the second condition?” I asked him when he was silent for many seconds.“I will watch when you are fucked, every time” he said slowly. My eyes widened to the size of saucers.“Give me time to think” I told him. We didn’t talk about this for the rest of the day.In the evening we went to a.