Defense: We seem to be drifting. To repeat my question, Cherry, how is it that Charlie invited you over?Miss Diddlins: I suppose now you will tell eve...ybody.Defense: There's no help for it. It will be on the record. Please answer the question.Miss Diddlins: Well, OK. I saw Charlie in the hallway at school, and I thought he was just so hot. So I found out who he was. Then I came up to him next day and asked him real nice if he could help me with my algebra. God knows I could use help with. God how I wanted to moan myself, how I wanted to walk into that room and use this boy. But my son was in the next bedroom. I was forty-two, and Kevin was eighteen. Not smart, I thought. Not one damned bit. But the throb in my pussy and hardness in my clit made me rethink that. All I could think about was mounting that young man and feeling his hardness penetrate me. I shivered with lust. He moaned again. Fuck! I thought quickly. He’s going to cum! Another groan. I had to take action. I stepped. “Why? What’ll you give me if I don’t, Megan? Blowjob?” I squatted down next to her desk. “Is that why you’re in here? What the fuck do you owe him?”“I’m not okay.” Megan managed to tell me.I looked her in the eyes for the longest time. “You’ve got that right.” I said with disgust, getting back up. “Get the fuck dressed. You have a council meeting to go to.”“So this is staying with us?” Megan asked hopefully.“I don’t fucking know!” I answered incredulously, waving my arms around. “Just get. I could barely see little flickers of light from the movies in the next booths. Reaching forward, I grabbed chris’s belt buckle and unfastened it. Then I unzippered his shorts, all the while keeping my eyes fixed to the hole on my right.When all the buckles and zippers were loosed, I pulled his shorts and underwear down with one tug. chris’s cock bounced free, pointing straight towards my. I dropped to my knees in front of chris and began sliding my hand up and down his cock. Looking over, I.