Me: I slowly moved my hand toward her ass and slightly grab her ass with both hands it was like electric shock passed all over my body.Mom: stopped cr...ing ,pushed back and slapped in my face.Then I running towards my room at the hall I checked for grandfather he was not there may be he gone for sleeping in his room. I entered my room started to cry and I feel I was ashamed of myself.At evening I came down stairs I see mom seeing tv, grandfather came out from his room with well dressed and told. I lay back, and you move with me, continuing to give my cock the pleasure it seeks, and deserves. My hands move down and I play with your breasts as my cock gets harder and harder and hotter.I turn you on your back and you spread your legs wide for Daddy without being asked. You know what Daddy wants, and you're eager to please. You feel my cock head sliding between first your outer lips, then the inner lips. I stop and suspend myself above you as your squirm and push up to me, wanting more. ” Mary said.“What’s that supposed to mean?”“You never come with me when I go over to Grace’s house. You should do that more often.”“Maybe I will.”“You and Jay used to be that close at one time.”“Maybe it’s like old times again.”“I’ll say. You should see them kiss, Mom.” Mary said.I made a mean face at her. I didn’t want Mary telling Mommy about last night, although I’m sure she’s going to find out from Ms. McMillan if she hasn’t already.“Is this true, Susan?”“A kiss? Yeah, we kissed.”“It’s more. Dickinson cringed as her hand gripped my neck and I was hoisted to my feel I thought she was going to explode with rage. My crutch was dark and damp, and there was no hiding the fact that I had experienced pleasure while under discipline and in front of the assembled girls. Mrs. Dickinson flipped and my head was bashed hard down onto the desk top repeatedly and it seemed as though she would pull my hair off by the roots. Mrs. Dickinson's voice was screaming in my ear and I could see stars..