“Sign it, please?” the boy asked. The girl wrote “Vixen” cater-corner. He handed her his sketch and carefully placed hers in his pad of paper....They briefly smiled at each other. Jim Morris, the art instructor, made the first move, stopping Vixen as she was about to leave. “Got a minute?” he asked and led her back to his small office. She sat where he waved, on a wooden stool, and he sat behind his desk and twiddled with a pencil. “I think you have real talent,” he said. “Have you ever painted?”. Maybe youve touched yourself before and you just act shy? Or maybe youve let Daddy lick you? She gasped and turned around in her chair, nearly knocking both of us over. How dare you suggest that, Emma?! She stood in front of me now, attempting to size me up. I was almost 3 inches taller than her and slightly wider in build. I looked at her carefully, studying her. Her face was almost as bright as a tomato. The freckles on her face, that only she was blessed with, were prominent. Holy shit,. So, my MIL came to stay with us. My MIL is Neha, at 40 she is a pure MILF – but she is a pain in the neck, she likes to dominate everybody around her and wants to control even her daughter’s husband.So, I decided to control her – to fuck her and make her a submissive slave for my own pleasure. Let me tell you more about her, Neha is 40, a widow for the last 12 years, she is 5 ft, fair, and towards the heavy side.It was 6 months since my baby’s birth and I was happy that my son was doing well.. “You can own everything!” I whispered, blowing warm breath into his exposed ear.“I’ll be sliding my cock in your ass before the night is out!” He said, his breath tickling and arousing the erogenous zone of my aural cavity. My neck shivered as the tingling nerves up and down my spine sprung to life.Calvin sat in the dining chair, his trousers unbuckled, with the biggest cock I had ever seen, thrusting for his groin. The length and strength of his shaft was incredible as I stared, drinking in.