Stacy thought quickly. She couldn't go to summer school. She just couldn't! Taking a deep breath, the teenager regained control of herself and looked ...over at the principal. He sat staring at her appraisingly. Maybe. It worked with Edgar; why not with... "Young lady," he said sternly, breaking the silence, "is there anything you wish to say or... do to convince me to exercise my discretionary powers in favour of giving you a passing grade."He stared at her from behind his bifocals."I can do. My sister looked excited when she was asked what she wanted."Well" my sister said with a big smile, "I'd love to hollow Mommy's strappy and peg my new little brother.Mommy and Daddy smiled and Mommy went over to a shelf and picked up a gift-wrapped box."We anticipated this" she said, "that you'd not only win the contest, but that you'd want to peg your new little brother, so here."My sister couldn't get into the box fast enough! There it was.... A brand new strap-on and a bottle of lub! "May. I hated having to listen to them having sex, my mother moaning and groaning.I wanted her to groan that way for me. All eighteen years of my life had shaped me to love my mother. I ached for her. Every son should have their mother's entire focus. It made me so hard just thinking about it. I masturbated to her all the time, pretending she loved me the way she loved her father.That she cared for me and didn't help father criticize me, to try and make me into his version of a man. Someone who. I knelt down gently, and picked her up, legs over one arm, and back cradled by the other. Walking her back to her bedroom, she must have made a choice. I could see terror, but she didn't stop me. My raging erection straining against my shorts, the walk down the carpeted hallway seemed to take forever, and I was drinking it in.Laying her down on the bed, face down, I reached under her to unbutton her jeans. They were snug around her rounded ass, but they gave and came off. I flipped her.