As she came down from her orgasmic high, she decided, Okay, I've had enough fun. In fact, far too much fun! My whole teaching career could be destroye... today, due to my reckless behavior. This has to stop, now!She made a move to return to her desk seat and fully recover.Alan was quick thinking. He strongly suspected that her skirt was hiked up and she was too blissed out to care about it. When she covered the short distance between the podium and the desk, she was bound to expose her privates. I could understand him not wanting to go over the ledgers; I hated them, but I didn't understand why he stopped coming to the farm. At least he was getting a stipend, and that was more than I seemed to be getting at times.I went downstairs, glancing in Nina's room as I passed. They were lying across her bed, looking at a magazine while making inaudible comments and laughing.I made a sandwich, grabbed a cola, and walked into the family room, where Rita was reading. I watched her as she read, her. Between her juices and the load of cum that Gary had deposited there there was plenty of lube on my finger as I reached lower and inserted one into her anal passage. It was tight and her natural instinct to squeeze took over. I told her to relax and though I could tell she was trying, it takes some unnatural control to do it. I told her to turn and lay on the the bench like she had before. This time she wasn't struggling. As she leaned there with her ass in the air I moved in behind her and. "I'm his Tushy, uh-huh ... Tushy..."Mom tied up her arm and it was insane watching her shooting up heroin. Fucking wicked! She popped that needle in her arm like it wasn't anything and she like worked the plunger back and forth after injecting the drug. We could see the syringe filling with blood and then emptying again, over and over like four or five times until she was done. She was fucking herself with that shit."Ohhh ... I'm okay." She smiled and Mom was moving slowly, putting her stuff.