I walked up and unzipped, hauling my cock out and started relieving myself. I guess those drinks had really built up in me. The way the room was set u..., the door to the closet was in full view of where I was standing, and it was this door that opened, and Veronica stepped through, still spinning the virtues of the apartment. “And you can see here that the closet and the bathroom are also connected, which I personally find very convenient ….” She came to an abrupt halt, both movement and speech,. "It's time to earn my favor back and we can see about maybe getting you a passing grade eventually." With my fingers curled around his shoulders, I pushed him down to his knees before he knew what was happening. There was something erotic and taboo about seeing him there all dolled up on his knees, the confused look on his face as he stared at my crotch for a moment."I don't understand," he said, his voice almost a whisper. He looked up at me with wide eyes and a terrified expression but I know. ..Greg please..." his mother softly begged while staring at the ceiling.Without a word, Greg swiftly undressed and then stepped to the weight bench. While he fully intended to fuck the living shit out of this woman, this time he wanted to enjoy it.Gayle hadn't been able to look at her son as she lay offering herself to him. The humiliation had been just too much. So, it came as a shock when she suddenly felt his head mash between her thighs, and his hot tongue drive between her engorged. He was far too nice and pleasant and supportive for his own good. So much so that he lets us scouts walk all over him. He was so nice he was all the things a girl my age hated. Every time he spoke about being nice to others and always being prepared to do a good turn I'd roll my eyes.His daughter, Joy, was anything but. She was a nasty spoiled rotten piece of work. She was the same age as me and pretended to be angelic and good but was just downright unpleasant. She could always twist a knife.