He was horrified to witness his growing erection. She ignored it and brought down the palm of her hand onto his buttocks. Smack, smack, smack, it hurt... but he was as hard as he had ever felt. A warm glow seemed to fill his small body and the center of that was the tip his white hot rod. After it was over he sat down beside her on the couch where the beating had been administered. They were both a little flushed.'Pull them up boy' she said. He did.After she had regained her breath and composure. Once she had only the tip of my dick lodged in her pussy, Indhira’s muscles would relax their grip allowing her to impale herself again on my prick.From tip to root, she worked herself up and down on my cock over and over again. I could feel her fluids leaking from her pussy all over my legs and thighs. The look on her face and her sounds of passion led me to believe she was almost ready for her orgasm. I fought to hold back my cum but the Indian mother’s cunt was far too talented and. The water was just getting comfortable when I stepped out and started drying myself off. Something was going on."That was fast," Mom said when I came out, dressed in jeans and a turtleneck sweater."Should I wake Traci for breakfast?" Your dad took Traci shopping an hour ago."Fact six, Dad was shopping when he should have been working. Fact seven, Dad hates shopping, especially with Mom or Traci. Fact eight, somebody had to be dying.Mom brought out a huge platter loaded with a giant omelette,. I would need to appear in his office for the hearing at 10:00 o'clock on Tuesday, the 11th of November the following day. It also stated that I would be expected to present my case against Professor Harrington at that time.That day I lined-up my witnesses from those who had been present at the altercation the previous Monday. My fear was that the deck was already stacked against me. I also arranged to have my other PhD students teach my classes that morning and possibly that afternoon, as I had.