Hey, aren’t you supposed to see Mistress this morning? You better get going.’ Were there no secrets in this house? Everyone but me seemed to know ...xactly what my schedule was. I turned to go down the hall as Philip made his way to the kitchen. Mistress was bent over a microscope, writing hurriedly in a notebook at her side. I knocked twice before she looked up. ‘Oh Annie. Good morning. How does it feel to be back on two feet again?’ ‘A little sore Mistress. And I’m afraid my knees are a mess.’. It didn’t compute seeing a man giving pleasure to another man. She thought that she might be disgusted, but strangely enough she wasn’t. In fact, to the contrary, she was fascinated. The more she looked the more aroused she got. Her concentration was interrupted by the feeling of a hand on her breast. Pat directed her attention to the scene before them, “Look, honey, see how he is using his tongue on the cockhead? Doesn’t that make your breasts throb and your nipples grow hard,” and she. My mom popped her head in my door "Me and your dad are going to your brothers football game in a few." she said. I nodded then I got the idea. My parents were going to be gone for 3 to 4 hours. I had to get to him before tomorrow. This---was fate. I was meant to talk to him tonight. I quickly emailed his phone. "what are you doing---at like 6? cause...i want to come over...or have you come here, if you can--so we can talk. because i need to---before tomorrow. please?" "K but u gotz ta b gone by. Ye lo madam mera Dhaka…haa sahil far dalo ise..puri tarah chod do aaj.Meri chut bari pyassi hai.ahh..ooooooooooooofffffffff……lund ho to aisa.aur jor se.tum wakai mere pyare student ho.apni madam ki chut ki pyas bhujha dalo.ji mam , aaj mai aapke chut ko charo taraf se chodunga..iska kachumar nikal dunga.mam bari mast chut hai aapki,lag raha hai mai piston chala raha hoo.ye lo madam,,mera dhakka…madam, achha lag raha hai…madam ek baat kahoo..appki chut bari nirali hai…haa chodo is nirali chut.