Jessie regained full consciousness to the feelingsof Brandi gently tending her wounds. The loving touches soothed the pain away,caresses became more i...timate. The need for a kind touch burned in them asunquenchable lust. Passion drove them beyond exhaustions as a woman's shrieksof agony echoed down the hall. "Mommy doesn't like doing it with boys." Brandigiggled as she snuggled with her lover. For a week after the night with Brandi's mom Jessiewas given a respite and time to heal. She still had. “Oh hello Thomas” she said as she always referred to me by my full Christian name instead of Tom or Tommy like most people called me.“Hi Mrs. Verhooven, is Peter here?” I asked but before she had a chance to answer there was the sound of glass breaking from inside the kitchen.“What’s that?” she said turning toward the sound of the noise. “Buttercup no, get away from there” she said as she moved away from me.Buttercup was their family cat and as I stepped inside pulling the door behind me I saw. She knew she was addicted to the feelings his dick imparted to her. The fact it was her son's dick was no longer important at all. All that mattered was that he allowed her to find satisfaction repeatedly on his big dick. She knew he was her Master and she his Slave now, she just hoped he hadn't realized the power he now possessed in their relationship. She knew deep inside her that he or another with a similar dick would be a necessity in her life and in her body now! As they dressed she. She smiled once more at the girl, and then at Mrs. Edwards, before returning her full attention to the Deputy Head Girl, who was stood in front of her desk, trying not to show that her knees were shaking with nerves.“Sit down please, Miss Laakkonen.” Amelia smiled and gestured with her small right hand.The dark-haired seventeen-year-old carefully pulled Amelia’s visitors’ chair out a little further before carefully sitting on the padded chair. She placed her bag down next to her left foot and.