The little vixen was well aware of it and made certain he was entertained by views from all angles while he worked."So, Sal, do you want I should give...you a nice blow job to pay you back for your helping me out?"Sal laughed and pulled the shapely MILF onto his lap."I would certainly take that over a tip any day, Mrs. Holland."Her lips were sweet and willing and she gave him lots of tongue to play with. The temptress slipped down the carpet in front of the sofa and opened Sal's trousers so she. Her eyes were glazed over with pleasure, her teeth biting her lips to suppress the moans of ecstasy as I probed her, sometimes my finger as stiff as a rock, other times pliable. As she strained, about to let go, I stopped and retrieved my finger... slowly. I licked it sensuously, picked up my pencil, and returned to my papers. 'Fuck me, please,' Cheryl Smith, Professor of Ethics pleaded. I let her beg for a while, my penis straining against my trousers as it sought relief. 'Cheryl, what. I shrug and give it a twitch to the other side. I notice his eyes go to my ear and I know I’ve just uncovered my earring. ‘How about your former grand parents? River and Jeff’s mom and dad? Are they still this side of the daisies?’ ‘Oh, Yeah. They’re a little old …’ I stop when I say it, but not quick enough. He grins at me. ‘I felt the same when I was your age. My grandfather died when I was twelve. I thought he was so old. I saw his deaths certificate once. He died at forty five.’ He. "Well, just to let you know, I hired someone to look after you andBryan while you where away at camp." I piped up. "What?!" Ben's demeanor instantly changed. "I don'tneed a babysitter or a nanny anymore dad! I can look out for myself!"Ben said defensively with a bit of anger in his voice. "HEY!" I shouted back at him. "Wow, I do have a backbone?"I thought to myself. "He's here mainly for Bryan, you don't have to listen to himif you don't want to." I said in a firm tone. Ben.