The message had been left at 2:32 p.m.'He's had a nasty fall during the lunch break, Mrs. Cranfield'. The secretary's tone conveyed considerable conce...rn, 'I'm sorry to trouble you but he got upset when we were going to phone his mother and he pleaded with us to phone you instead.'I know he comes straight to you for lessons today so I thought it would be o.k. I'll wait till around 3:00 but then we will have to phone home. I don't think he's seriously hurt, he doesn't need hospital - but he won't. He collapsed across her back, his prick falling from her bunghole, only to immediately feel the sensation of Janet lapping at it seeking the sweet flavor of the threads of cum that hung from it. ‘Both of you, clean me up,’ Thomas said as the two women, now both frantically rubbing themselves kneeled in front of him, licking his prick clean of the taste of Holly’s bung hole. ‘That’s the best tasting shit, you’ve ever had,’ he said to their distress, as they realized they were cleaning up what. “Am I really THAT predictable?” I asked.“She’s marrying a military officer. What are the chances I was wrong?”“Zero,” I chuckled. “Unless he was Air Force.”“You do realize the Academy is a few miles down the road, right?”“And if I want to learn how to repair televisions and order cable TV services, I’ll stop by!”Barbara shook her head, “You’ve spent too much time with Naval officers!”“And I’m the son of a Chief, which I think I told you about. Anyway, are you going for a combination person, or. I can hear, and see fine now. Her eyes examine my face in the reflection, little breaths, rising and falling chest. She flicks the bang of hair away from my face and secretly relishes those big cat like eyes. The hair frames the face in a glossy red bob full of casually straying curls. I wonder what styles might suit me, I chastise myself for wondering. My hand goes between my legs in a sudden movement. Confirming in a moment what I'd half remembered anyway. But now I have a cunt, might be fun..