The first thing I'd do in the room is strip off my conservative teaching clothes and lie on the bed until I could give myself a good orgasm. I would t...hen shower and begin the process of reinventing myself for the hunt.I'd always hated the term cougar. I still do. But it is appropriate. By the end of my transformation I would be dressed to kill. Competition was tough against the sleazy 20 something girls and in the jungle and survival of the fittest ruled. Depending on which area I was hunting. She then kissed my stomach licked my belly button and played with my cock over my underwear. She then pulled it down to free my cock from my underwear. My cock instantly sprang up and was erect like a pole. She slowly held it in her hand and stroked it. My cock was already wet with my pre-cum. She then slowly slid it in her mouth. It was hot inside and she deliciously sucked it like a hungry child. I graciously fondled her hair when she fed on me. I now slowly started to stroke her mouth and. ’ ‘And why not?’ ‘That demand is unreasonable. Prohibition orders on contacts are given a time frame that has to be reasonable otherwise the courts will not accept such a provision on the basis that nothing is forever, although they have not set the fixity of finite periods.’ ‘You are speaking like an attorney,’ his father yawned. ‘I’ve completed a degree while being in the gulf to avoid tedium and lining up to hump the female personnel charging exorbitant fees.’ Jack laughed and poured more. Well, with Raymond, it wasn't so much the picnic as the sex, and likewise with dad. Perhaps my revulsion to shit had something to do with it.I was proud of myself when the nightmares didn't return after I started a careful regimen, and to top it off, my son seemed to be circulating with girls his own age.If this continued, maybe I'd ask Raymond to spend his next free time out here, with me.Meanwhile, with no sex for weeks, I had to admit I was getting horny, but encouraging Nickie was out of.