Over the next few weeks the kid transformed from a shy innocent teenager into an insatiable sex machine. Her little fist was always wrapped around my ...cock, and we fucked four or five times a day, every day—when we woke up in the morning, a second time after breakfast, a third when we came home at night, and at least a couple of times in the evening while watching TV or lying in bed. The kid was wearing me out.I was a bit concerned that I'd become some sort of perverse father figure in Kimmy's. He mouth traveled up and down my shaft (her breasts brushing against my thighs) over and over again...pausing occasionally at the top, before engulfing its entirety. She often would take my balls into her mouth and at the same time stroke my shaft.I hadn't a care in the world at that point and was totally oblivious to anything else that could have been happening. I didn't notice the door between the two rooms slightly ajar, nor did I notice that Sue's friends were taking this all in. But Sue. Sighing internally I knew exactly why I hadn’t taken the offer, I wouldn’t get to see him every day. Yeah, I really do need to get a life. The printing room was little, three machines and a photocopier. Very little room for one person let alone two. I never understood why William wanted his printer in this room rather than in his office. The amount of times he makes me get up to collect his printing in a day was ridiculous. I had silly ideas and dreamed like, 'maybe he liked to see me move. After that, class proceeded as usual, and after class, I went to talk to Sensei Jim again.“Because of the crappy situation I had to deal with before class, I didn’t get a chance to talk to you about Stephie coming to karate.”“How old is she? I can’t keep track of all your kids!”“She’s five-and-a-half. Her birthday is in July.”“Give me your honest evaluation.”“She’s a five-year-old, but she’s MY five-year-old. She can handle the basic training we do for white belts and she’s certainly capable of.