These seven children are mine. To them I am something akin to a Godlike figure. All the females buzz around them all day: their mothers, a grandmother... a couple of aunts, and all the females from the dorm. The children see all the women as mommies. There is but one father. I am he, and my arrival each times causes all other activities to suspend. So that the children get a head start on their language skills, and as a way to make it easier for me to communicate with my children, we have. We took turns looking for a few minutes as they continued to play with each other. Lisa was up on the chair watching them as I stood behind her stroking my cock waiting for my turn. I didn't notice that she had turned her head and was looking at me standing there with my hand in my pants, she stepped down and and said she wanted to see what I was doing. I felt embarrassed that she caught me rubbing my dick but she just smiled and told me to show her. I knew she was getting excited too as I. "I watched her walking away. I knew she was deliberately swinging her hips more than she needed to. Still, even as conceited as she seemed to be, I couldn't honestly say she didn't have good reason to be. I wondered if her coming out in the fields like she had was the first salvo in her planned conquest of me. If it was, I had to admit it had been an effective sortie. I knew she'd be in the back of my mind for some time to come. If that had been her plan, to get me thinking about her, it had. “Staring again. I have got classes at 10, You?” she asks as drops her now empty mug into the sink. “Sorry. I have classes at 11. Do you want a ride?” He asks, feeling slightly embarrassed that he had once again been caught staring at her. “Yes,” she answers as she sashays out of the kitchen.Her leggings left little to the imagination as he stared at her shapely ass. He felt his pants begin to tent as blood rushed to his cock. Blushing, he rushed upstairs. He was careful not to pass.