Stood next to her are Nicole, Priya and Suriya, all wearing theirschool uniforms, beckoning me toward them. As I try to step towardthem, however, a st...ong arm wraps itself around my waist, and I'munable to take even a single step forward."No," Ricky says, dragging me backwards as my uniform transforms intothe shirt and trousers every boy wears. "It's not for you." NOT. FOR. YOU." Ricky repeats as I wake up with a start.After washing (and taking care not to mess up my new nails), I dressfor the. A teacher-parent relationship in a family situation with a crazy, knife carrying mother was just unimaginable. A teacher-parent relationship with a too fierce, too large, too… it just wouldn’t work. But was that not what that niggling thought at the back of my head had been saying? That strong feeling that I’d been having since that strange, heartbreaking moment when I held them both in my arms? I so wished I could make them happy… but no! That road was lined with ‘caution, rough ride ahead’. I was rock hard. I watched her suck her sons cock as she fucked herself hard. Suddenly, my balls tightened and I could feel my cum start shooting. I had no warning. She just let it flow into her mouth as she moaned and sucked me dry."Oh my God honey, that is so fucking hot", I told her."I thought you might like it." She said. "But, keep watching, there's more."I heard her tell him that she wanted him to fuck her and he immediately got between his mother's legs and shoved his cock in her cunt. “You’ve watched me mow this section of grass for the past year,” I said, “And for the last six months I’ve noticed you touch yourself while you watch.”She gasped, “I didn’t know you’d noticed. Could you not bring this to the super. I promise it won’t happen again.”“I’d be sad if it didn’t happen again,” I replied, “When I see you I usually have to go take care of this.”I cupped myself when I said that letting out a raunchy moan.“This isn’t happening,” she mumbled.“I think it is,” I replied,.