If you’re tryin’ to trick me, you ought to know I’m a morning person,” Zeke laughed.Doctor Hooker smiled at the teenager. Zeke had a way of ma...king people around him smile. “No, I’m not trying to trick you Zeke. I’d like you to use your own, ‘morning wood’,” Doctor Hooker gestured at the tent in the front of Zeke’s pajamas, “To help your aunt get over her fear of human contact.”Zeke hadn’t realized he even had an erection. He got so many of them at his age, that he’d paid no attention until. From the investigation she had carried out, Jo was married, with a couple of teenage children. Her husband worked in construction, was of a similar age and was well built; he spent a lot of his spare time at the gym.Despite ageing, from the photos you could tell she still thought she was a someone. The way she walked around that office, from the camera footage, the Professor also got the impression that she wasn’t well-liked.It was no coincidence that Howard always took her to all the events;. This brazen display made her giggle and the apprehensive feeling she had about what was going to happen was slowly loosening just like the strings of her corset. She tenderly draped the thick band of leather over a felled log and it was when she had begun to unfasten the buttons of her blouse he had called to her.“Turn around, show me everything… slowly.”When she peered over her shoulder he was wearing this crooked mischievous smirk, those dark eyes roved up and down her figure with a naked. And it gave him a chance to make sure his cock was still working. One never knew. As he sat on the toilet and shot out his warm urine he hummed and pressed his stiffy downward. Nothing like the feel of a gurgling piss to relieve the stress. And the hardness he stroked out before he limped back to his bed.At least twice during the afternoon, he sent his gift of come into the swirling toilet, grunting as he pressed it out, moaning then grinning with relief.The day progressed and shift change.