I really felt bad for the poor girl, but my dick had it’s own emotional track. I could hear her yelling right back at the vice principal. XXNX “My poor babies!” She gasp and fled through the living room and up the stairs. More about that later. Sex was the farthest thing from my mind. All she could see was me, and her body leaped to kiss me before she even realized it. What if the little woman had gotten a boob job from the local fashion surgeon? “Rod, good heavens, you have to fuck me right now!” My dear mom suddenly screamed from inside the secured room. They were kind of pointy. “I don’t know whether your principal is full of bullshit, or you’re an aspiring prankster. Until my hormone spurting glands withered from age, I was a walking hurricane of desire.
