Well, we might as well start putting our lessons to the test says Billy. Your right, I will take Mrs. Miller, you talk with Jennifer. Ok let’s go,... but first let’s get our dicks a little more noticeable what to you say Billy?We head over to were Jennifer and her mother are sitting, our dicks most noticeable now. Mrs. Miller her body type I would have to describe as a runner, long thin legs, somewhat of a flat ass, very skinny waist, but her breast well, they were enhanced a couple of years. She’ll soften up, dude.”“What about your dad?”“Pfft! He’s not gonna miss me, man. He’ll probably just get drunk and not even bake a turkey. It’s win-win. Trust me... Anyway, you said you were spacin’ out. What’s got you cruisin’?”Terry fidgeted and looked uncomfortable. His eyes settled on one of his guitars. “Well, my dad might not even be in town for Thanksgiving. My mom seems fine, but Mal’s quieter than usual and Cassie doesn’t know yet and I- Well I’m kinda pissed really.”Alex stared at. It scared her a little. She quickly changed the subject and mentioned that Nancy’s boys would be up within the hour and would need breakfast. I told her I’d take care of it, cereal isn’t that hard to make. Then she left for her appointment with her Boss, Mr. Little. She later told me about the meeting. When she arrived at the office, everyone became very quiet. Mr. Little asked her to step in his office. They both sat down as Mr. Little began to speak. ‘Marsha, we have a very delicate. He pinned me down and I found myself secretly wanting to feel his stiff cock press against my buttocks…I cried out into the pillow beneath my face as his rock hard weapon pierced my flesh, wounding my dripping cunt with a deep thrust that sent chills up my back spine. His motions then went slow and steady as I continued to struggle. Soon I found my wrists locked down as my body lay pinned beneath his weight. Still I fought with him, crying out in anger.I kicked my legs and jerked my hips, but.