She noticed my reaction and pointed to my cock with her eyes. "I can take care of that if you want," she whispered.I walked her to the living room and...told her to sit down on the couch."Lose the clothes," I said in a menacing voice.She peeled off her catsuit and sat completely naked on the couch. Her cunt was smoothly shaved and her pretty toes made my cock even harder. I snapped a couple of pictures with my phone and enjoyed the sight, now they are here for you to drool over as well, dear. Damn it, she thought to herself. I thought I saw him rubbing his cock but I couldn't quite tell. I couldn't see how big it was. This excited Claire even more. Her principal sitting behind her, jerking off his cock while he was looking at her, with a hiked up skirt, bare ass and glistening wet swollen pussy. The tension in her mound and body was building further, making her very weak in the legs and on the verge of an explosive orgasm. She needed his cock in her, now, but she was reluctant to. Her breasts hung low under her, her nipples sometimes grazing the mattress. One hand curled at the base of dad's cock, the other settled between his legs. I just knew it had to be around his nuts. Now, my boyfriends got a big cock, maybe 8" and thick. But, I never would've believed it. My dad had a monster! Almost as thick as my mom's wrist, it looked to be over 10"! Thick hard veins encircled it. As my mother's mouth moved down to lick his shaft I could see the hard, round, purplish head of. TheProvince had a BirdPathologist examine the remains of all the crows, and he confirmed the problem was definitely NOT Avian Flu - to everyone's relief.However, by research of the crow carcass recovery areas, it was determined that 98% of the crows had been killed by impact with trucks, and oddly only about 2% were killed by car impacts.The Province then hired a OrnithologicalBehaviourist to determine the disproportionate percentages for truck versus car kills. TheOrnithologicalBehaviourist.