That was a keeper. Carla wasn't sure if Faye should really go to school dressed in slutty clothes, but then going to school naked would probably be mo...e problematic. Instead of making an exception to the rule, Carla compromised by letting Faye either wear something slutty or go naked underneath a rain slicker overcoat. Even so, Faye was almost kicked out of school three times before she found slutty but acceptable clothes to wear to class.One day Carla tested Faye's obedience to her dress code. "Why did I need to be drunk to hear that?" He looked at me for a moment, seeming to appraise me. "Because this isn't a charitable offer." He gave me a long look. "This is a proposition for an exchange of favors." Fear made my heart hammer. And maybe there was some excitement in there, too. I drew a deep breath. "I don't want to be presumptuous but--" "Oh, please, be presumptuous." "Are you asking for sexual favors?" Even with the drink and the very obvious lead-in, heat came into my face. . While my mouth enjoyed and savored the differences in the flavors of their exposed pricks, my ears were fed great expectations when learning that maybe at the very least, 25 other men would be there seeking selfish acts of male worship!Music to this drag queens long blonde wig covered ears as my all time deeply wished for fantasy of a wild two dozen man gang bang had my silk nestled clitty cock already oozing a nice sized bead of clear sticky precum.In being told repeatidly how sexy and. "It's not going down?" She asked."Not yet." I said."Well, I'm to tired to stay on top. If you need me some more, you're going to have to do it." She said.With that, I rolled over, with my cock still in her. I rested on my elbows and knees, just close enough so that her breast rubbed against my chest, but not so that I put my weight on her. I began to slowly fuck my mother-in-law, making her tits bounce up and down against me. The most erotic thing was watching the expression on her face. I had.