Lidia had been watching over me, since we had left Liz and her mentorBrandy. Both of whom I had met on the same night I was at therecreations room. ... chalked not recognizing Brandy earlier to justbeing plain tired. Either way they both had hope somewhere in theireyes when we walked out of that classroom. I hoped that Liz wouldstick it out long enough for me to find a way to get her into semi-formal attire. I had an idea, but it wasn't a sure fire thing.The bell chimed and my time in. He had his back to her so he could watch cartoons but now his upper-body was half turned to face her with a look of fear and surprise on his face. He had wedged himself between her thighs to sit on the chair with her. “I-I’m sorry mom!” the boy said with his voice almost cracking. “I-I-I’ll just go sit on the couch.” He made to get up. Jennifer had a realization that the expression on her face was one of anger and accusation. Guilt washed over her in a tidal wave and she felt ashamed she. The girls both shared the same blank expressions as they straightened up and turned away from the fridge. If they were surprised at the sight of the driver standing behind them leaning against the counter with his stiffening cock bulging within the confines of his boxer shorts then they certainly didn't show it. Why should they have been surprised, the 'fridge' had told them to expect it. It had also told them a number of other things and all of them sounded perfectly plausible and they had no. But one evening a few months ago while I was taking care of my dick I began thinking about how incredible a sweet load of cum would taste. I imagined holding it in my mouth, savoring every drop before letting it slowly slide down my throat. I not only wanted a load in my mouth right then, but knew I'd also want one for my next bate, and before I knew it I was up and headed to the kitchen, my erection swinging back and forth with each step. I opened the cabinet and grabbed a small container with.