I would take a good look every time, cautious not to get caught staring at his hard, uncut, perfect cock; he must have been close to 7 inches. I would... go back and forth a couple of times. Same scene every Sunday morning. Meanhwhile, it seemed that seeing my mom's pussy or breasts was impossible, some kind of verboten activity; while my sister was allowed inside her bedroom while my mom was getting dressed and ready for work, it was absolutely out of the question that I be there too. Which got. I'm sorry but the call's already being made." I groan in despair and the doctor leaves me. Great! Aunt Jodi here to remind me how much she hates me and mom. I don't know why she hates me. Probably cause I'm my mother's son. I know they had a real bad fight but mom never told me what it was about. Every time I suggested calling aunt Jodi mum would grimace at the idea and say how we didn't need her. All I know is that mom must have really pissed her off. Or vice versa. I'm shaken out of my. What will arrive in our system will be an army of submissive, sterile, obedient nursing female ants tailor-made to become nannies and child minders. D'you follow?"I smiled nervously anticipating how humankind would react to finding themselves endowed with an alien species of childminder tailor-made to liberate our women. Then I wondered about our own men ever leaving the Solar System and mentioned my concerns. Beverly had already addressed that issue and grinned as she explained."Well firstly. I was because of this discomfiture and fear of looking as if I had peed myself when I got off the bus, I hiked my skirt higher, so high in fact I was not aware of showing my panties, to anyone approaching from the front of the bus, I was quite literary a sweating u******e fanny magnet of my own doing, and my predator just got on the bus and made his way back towards me.I saw him get on and he likewise saw me looking at him, call it 'Fatal Attraction', but I did stand out, a young white girl.