"For a moment I thought about asking her to do it then and there, but decided not to and hurried away to Civics.Mrs. Jacobs glanced at the clock as I ...ntered the room, one of the last, just before the bell rang. "Ah, good afternoon, Mr. Walker." Good afternoon, Mrs. Jacobs." I hesitated. She was gray haired, with sharp blue eyes behind bifocals. She'd been teaching here practically forever. A twinge from my steaming balls decided me. "I - ah - think I'd better take some relief."She pursed her. Will he say how he was pressured to file those charges.When the young woman, who almost died, tells how I saved her life. I did it by taking off my tee shirt and stuffing it into her chest wound. I wonder how the jury will react to the uncle of the man, who almost killed her coming to my office to threaten me. Of course they probably will understand, why he would come to my office and try to intimidate me.When the intimidation didn't work, he cried foul. How could a mere woman dare to get. But I thought I need to justify mom and make her feel better and she was completely shattered. I told her I’m your son and its fine. Nothing has happened. I asked whether she was feeling bad that I touched her private parts?( She did not answer anything) or you felt pain because I did that? ( She was quiet again). I told her to say something as being quiet will not help.. She said forget what you did yesterday even though I could not forget what my own son did to his mom and warned me that I. He bucked his cock high on being drawn up to his knees on the leash by one of Ursula’s assistants, smiling in gratitude at having the chance to show her control over him so shortly before he hanged, his lusty submission peaking as he watched the other corpses dangle having known the ecstasy of the rope, and yearned to feel the lash again in his haste to join them. Ursula felt him tense in submissive urgency, as she took the leash herself, sneering with dominant pride, her cunt bulging in her.