Oh!" Ms James' eyes rolled back as Lee did something with the hand between her legs - I couldn't see what - but after a few seconds, she recovered and... continued."What was I saying? Oh yes, of course - I'd never sleep with a student, just because I could never cheat on Matt..." Your boyfriend?" Lee asked, and Ms James nodded as she squirmed around on the chair."There is, of course, the anecdotal fallacy..." he mused. Ms James looked far too distracted to answer, so I chimed in again."Evidence of. .. My phone buzzed. I ignored it. It buzzed again. Shit! I picked it up, thinking maybe it was my wife checking up on me and wanting to tell me about her day. So much for my time to myself. If I ignored it now, I'd only get the inquisition later: "Where were you? How come you're not answering my texts? What were you doing that was so important?" And so on. But it wasn't my wife. The text was from Kriti. "Hey, Justin. I need your help. Can you come to my room?" My mind immediately jumped back. By the time she could understand, what he was upto and could protest, he had grabbed her hair with his right hand and her loosely wrapped petticoat around her waist, and with a slight push entered the tip of his cock into my mom’s ass hole. She shouted Deepak, ye kya kar raha hai, mat kar mat kar.But he didn’t hear anything and kept pushing his dick deeper and deeper into her ass. She was now in pain and expressed it to him. Deepak dard ho raha hai mat kar. But he kept trying slowly until his. ”-“Well hi! What’s your name and where are you from?” Becky asked me and pressed herself up against her father, at least, I think he was her father. I was a little stunned by the fact she was naked but she sure was gorgeous. A brunette with beautiful firm breasts, a flat stomach, and wide hips.-“Eh...Eric, miss. Could any of you help me find this address?” I asked trying not to stare at Becky's tits.-“Shut up woman! Go change the sign over there instead, we got us number 569! Haha! 69!” The man.