"You are in your old college, St Fuckwits!" she replied.Then she pointed into a room and said "See in there, your younger self!"I stepped to the door,... and peered in, and saw Mrs Cocklover, my old business teacher, a hot MILF with long brown hair, a big Double D chest and an arse you could go caving in, bent over her desk, and my younger self, stood behind her giving her a bloody good fucking."Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried out as she clutched her desk."Give me that big young cock of yours! Show me. As a wise man once said, with great powers come great responsibilities.We were eating an early dinner on a Friday night, and Jeff seemed a little nervous, which surprised me. Jeff rarely gets nervous, and even now, it was barely noticeable, but it was there. I knew that it wasn't because of the two naked women in front of him, because that was normal. I had even invited Michelle over for dinner as well, but Jeff had nixed that invitation.After dinner, Jeff said, "Rachel, go use the bathroom,. She wouldn’t bawl, she was eight years old and she believed her dad when he said that eight-year olds don’t bawl.Don’t cry.The voice surprised her. She looked around, but only saw the walls of the abandoned, dried up well.It’s okay, child.The voice sounded like it was everywhere around her.“Who are you?” She asked, her fear only mounting.A friend. The voice said. It was, indeed, friendly-sounding. Soft, and low. It reminded her of the sound a cello made. My name is Largo. The voice said its. My cock lurched upward when Mom's big tits fell out of her bra. My siblings giggled at the rustling sounds emanating from the paper that covered my awakening cock.They laughed and joked as they watched the colorful paper steadily rise like a circus big top. Mom was soon down to panties, garter belt, and full-length nylons. She stood on the bed and spread her perfect legs so I could get a good look at them. "Show him your pussy, Mom," Polly coaxed. Mom teased me a little longer, then she eased.