She heard herself breathing heavily, as he bucked into her very wet, pussy.Tommy felt another gush of cunt juice soak his diving prick. He moaned from... the warmth and how smoothly his cock slid through it. “Mommy, I didn’t think it could feel like this! Oooooohhhhhh!”Tommy’s revelation of a hot cunt wrapping his rutting prick, put a grin on Robert’s face. He had been first to fuck their mother. That would never change, but he felt genuinely proud of his brother. Without him, they never would. I have learnt a lot in the 54 years since I dealt with these fools last. One of the reasons the principle has never taken my side is people tend to believe the first thing they hear over the truth. It almost doesn’t matter how absurd the original tale is or how obvious the truth is. The Principal always got the story from the dishonest teacher first. I was fighting an uphill battle.Like my last visit, before the teacher can follow, I take off to the office. This time, I take Grace with me. I. Nipples clearly poking at the fabric. Her gray little shorts showing her entire length of long legs and thighs. I inspect every angle of her in the mirror, without taking off clothes, trying to save that for later. I make her make faces in the mirror, inspect her nose and eyes and teeth up close. She cant stop me, I'm in complete control. I talk quietly out loud as I do this, so I can hear and feel her voice coming from me. Strange. I laugh, very strange. I reach down and grab tits, squeezing,. "My feelings were a torrent of conflicting emotions. I was happy I got to see him, and sad he was dead. I was going to miss him very much.I went out to the back yard when the coroner arrived. I was still crying — Jesus, would it ever end? — and I just could not watch somebody handle my father like a piece of meat.I found some solace in the fact that my father didn't inhabit that body anymore; he was gone wherever souls go when they leave their earthly vessel. I hoped he liked his.