. Mrs. Smith came walking into the band room wearing this extremly sexy red dress, red stockings, and red heels. Her hair was straightened and pulled ...down. I could feel my dick growing in my jeans. She then locked the band room door and walked over to me. My dick was throbbing as she came closer and gave me a kiss. I then held her in a passionate way and started to make out with her. After about a minute of hot kissing she told me that she made reservations at a fancy italian restuarant in the. Shyt Babe, you are one good fuck. Damn I luv this pussy. I ain't nutted like that since the first time we fucked. I manged to mumble '...get up...' Daniel asked '...you want me to get up now?...' I nodded my head in the affirmative as Daniel spoke again '...OK, I'll get up...let me hear you say 'you can get this pussy when you want...say it and I'll get up!...' With my head turned away from his face I mumbled '...you can get this pussy when ever you want...now get up!...' To my surprise Daniel. He almost was panting. I looked all around for maybe the hidden camera or something. ‘This is a joke, right? You can’t be serious.’ He leaned over the bag until he was in my face, too close. I didn’t pull away even though I wanted to. He said, ‘I am very serious.’ ‘But what’s to stop me from just taking the money and running?’ He laughed. ‘You let me worry about that,’ he said. This time I believed him. I believed him all the way, about everything. In that second I understood three things. I. Now he was cupping her puss, his middle finger naturally slipped inside of her. “No. no. I’m your mother!”“Not any more, now you’re my cunt, I own this pussy!” While yelling he had switched hands and pulled her jeans and panties all the way off. In certain ways he couldn’t control himself it was slap, kiss, slap, lick her ass crack, slap.For Irene this was a dream come true, she had always wanted a man to take charge of her, but her son? That tongue slid up her ass crack, yes to him. Yes to my.