" "You're out of your gourd!. There's nothing you can offer methat you make me do such a thing - ugh be in that ugly body! Aw, yourfather's mustach...e! with knobs on!" "I will marry you." "Marry me" she said weakly. He repeated it. " Well - cross yourheart & hope to die?" He did. " Put it in writing!" he hesitated." Put itin writing!" He sighed & did it & she hid it away. "What will happened tomy beautiful body? Will it be safe?" "He will be in it of course, don't worry I will keep him. Like the claims of a 12 year old boy could be trusted! Luckily Maud Pettersen believed she knew just how to handle this. "Absolutely Mr. Hamsun. Of course not. But it is a sad fact that neglected children frequently make up completely groundless allegations. It must be seen in context - as a desperate cry for attention." She delivered that line well, she thought. It was straight out of her thesis. Her supervisor had commended her for it.The principal assumed a benevolent facial expression to. He grabbed my right ankle and raised my leg in the air and told me to keep my leg straight as he slowly pushed it closer to my chest. He got it about 6 inches from my shoulder and then he rested my ankle on his shoulder and leaned in to put weight on it. He was basically over me in a sexual position and I was more turned on than I'd ever been before in my life. "How does that feel?" "So good, Brian. Can you please do my other leg?" He sat back on his knees and switched my legs. I noticed him. The next thing I knew Jay began to buck and grind his hips. My cock was still deep in my boy’s pussy, Jay was still hungry for cock. He began to moan loudly, spurting copious amounts of cum while looking into my eyes. We were both sweating profusely as I leaned my head down, my son and I kissed with extreme passion. After our intense mutual orgasms had settled down and Jay laid his head on my chest as we cuddled like lovers do. First Jay said to me “I I Im speechless, my God, I have never….I’m.