" "Thank you, I guess." "So, what do you think about when you masturbate with my panties, Max?" That same terrified look remained on his face, so I pu...hed my panties off his cock and grabbed onto it with my left hand. I peeked at it for a moment. "It is so big, I can barely fit my hand around it," I mentioned, before I looked back at him. "Tell me, I want to know," I made clear, stroking his cock. "I promise, I won't tell anyone. Don't you want to give me all the dirty details? Remember, we are. Today, I wanted her to wear something sexy but she was wearing the same old dress.”I listened to John to figure out what issue he had with my mom.“I want my woman to look sexy like other women. I want her to make me feel proud. Now she doesn’t even let me fuck her, do you understand that? We haven’t had sex in the past three weeks,” he said moving closer to me. “Your mother is no fun. She just keeps telling me that she loves me, but that is not all. I want something else too,” John said letting. ” By now Tim was hands on with his tool, slow gentle strokes, as she explained that “she had begun to cry at the fifth stroke, and sob at the tenth when he stopped.” Tim looked questioningly at her and she said that “he slid into my wet cunt and fucked me hard, muttering all the time that the next ten would really hurt and he would start again when he came!” she gulped, ”then regardless of my feelings, he hammered himself into me, my arse a throbbing mass of hot pain and my breathing hard and. "I was thinking I would be the principal and bring a naughty student with me," I said.On Friday, everyone cut out early to get ready for the party. I threw together some clothes around the house and greased my hair to look like a 1950's businessman straight out of Mad Men. It was lazy and easy.My date was Rita. She couldn't be more different than Betty. She was tall and wispy with long blond hair, a tight ass, and high little tits.Rita had the typical vapid personality of most girls who work in.