Somewhat gloomy with the possibility of having my assignment extended, I packed away the file and left the bedroom.The living room was empty. Callie, ...I assumed, must still be in her room. Inspecting the kitchen cupboards and fridge, I found nothing for dinner. We’d need to shop or go out to eat. Maybe dine out. Perhaps it would mollify Callie after the disappointing conversation with her father.I knocked on her door and waited. Nothing. No response. One more try. No response. Screw it! I opened. Bring a comb. Besides, all you’ll be looking at is my head, right?”Yeah, right. What the hell. I went.She was right. It was matted deep in her hair and it was a bitch to get out completely. You had to scrub with soap and comb and scrub some more and comb some more. It took half an hour to get her clean to the scalp.And for that entire half hour I was hard as iron.There wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. It stuck out and banged into her legs, and her hips, and her buttocks. Once I was. ..i moan" fuck me !! fuck me full of cock !! "you whisper" i will... no need to hurry !! "you lazily slide your swollen cock up & downthe sweaty cleft of my wide-spread assas my pre-cum oozes out in long strings...then i arch my ass even further toward you& you know it is time to mount your new bitch...you move back slightly away from me& let your huge glans slide to my anus...i groan as i feel your girthy cock-headstart to breach my resisting sphincter...i whimper" fuck me !!! please.... ” We heard about why from his school. He left for two years. Only thinking about himself, now he had come back. He was greeted with open arms, cried for, pampered. How could I get mad though He had been punished beyond any transgression he had committed. At the time, I had no idea what to expect of him when we got home. Once he acted, I thought myself thick that I couldn’t figure it out before. It was shameful to think but it was the truth after a few days of thinking about him. He locked.