Harry took in a deep breath, trying to will his erection down. Of course, it didn't work. He chose to just wait and see if it went away. It was there ...or ten minutes, still throbbing, winning a raging battle against the elasticity of his boxers. He knew what he needed to do."Damien?” Harry whispered. No response came. He tried again “Damien?” Still no response. Taking a look around, making sure everyone was asleep, he continued his task. His lanky fingers pulled at the waistband of his boxers. .. but i had to be standing so i would cum over it, i was not really comfortable like that. But i wanted more pics of that redhead.. so i went on until i finally cummed on the pic and was able to show him a proof pic.Next time we chatted, when i sent him the proof pic, he said he was pleased and sent me new pics of that girl.. this one more revealing ones, in lingerie and so on. As the other day, he said that if i wanted more pics i had to tribute one of those.. and this time he said he wanted. ” I ordered, making sure she was paying attention. She looked at me, startled.“I promise, Wayne.”“Good, I care too much about you. There are things out there, diseases you can get and teenage pregnancy is not a good thing either. If you are safe, you can have so much fun though!”I felt bad breaking the mood a bit, but AIDS was finally discovered as a ‘thing’ and soon would become an epidemic.“Come here, sexy ... I want you on top the first time, that way you control it.” I said, caressing her. Why couldn't Zoe just acceptthat her mother she was just trying to teach a fun lesson infemininity?Although Zoe didn't say anything out loud, Heather could read her lips:'Fuck you, Mom.' She turned around and walked upstairs to her room.Normally, Heather might have said or done something just then, somethreat of punishment or admonishment, but her intuition was absolutelyscreaming at her that if she said anything like that, her son was goingto do something so unimaginably hurtful that their.