“Hey, what was that for? I know that I’m late, but that doesn’t justify a slap to the face. And you’re not even in this class, are you?” I t...rned on Trista, who slapped me yet again.“Hey, now, that’s quite enough of that! Mr. Smythe is tardy, but I’m sure that he has an excellent excuse this time, no doubt related to your brother sexually assaulting him. Do you want to join him in the doghouse, Trista? For the record, Trista’s schedule was adjusted and she was transferred at her own request. . ," an endless litany that I hoped would somehow be heard and understood, and then acted on by dad.And yet he'd invariably cum before mom was ready, and well before my cock was ready to spew out its load of thick cum. It simply became clear as the days and weeks passed that if I didn't want mom to stray in the future that I'd have to give her what she needed myself. Whether she wanted me to or not!What's worse, I'd asked myself endlessly as the days had passed, to have my mom sleeping around. D-Does that mean….you are lesbians….Dani what?”“NO she is not. She is just bored of your boy-cock and she wants a real orgasm for a change. In fact, if she were lesbian she would not have jumped into my arms and my bed the way she did”“Danielle what is she saying?” I said desperately. “Danielle….”“It’s true, Tim. I cannot go on living off your tongue and your little cock. Jasmine has shown me what a cock really is, she can do things to me you never could, and I have given myself to her. This. He got rid of my hand in an instant and started rubbing the region above my clit. I had some hair near my clit, he started pulling it up and down. Before I could stop him, the bus braked and he continued rubbing slowly. I started getting a sensation that wasn’t the normally what I get when I rub my clit, mixed with fear I decided to let it be. He rubbed my clit for about 3 mins and I started sweating a little. As my complexion is white my body started getting reddish. He continued rubbing my.