Stephanie and Marie took the opportunity to secure the seats in front of me. Bailey took the empty seat on my left, which I'm sure the girls left for ...her. At that point, the rest of the cheerleaders had to choose between standing stunned for the entire lunch period or pretending this shit was normal. They sat down at my table and ate in silence!The next day things found a new balance. The girls didn't have lunch with me, thankfully, instead they adopted Magdalena's level of expressed. After she left the table mom’s hand slid back down to my cock and started stroking it again.After a few minutes I was about to blow my load all over the underside of the table. Mom must have known what was coming because she looked around real quick to see if anyone was watching, and then she leaned over and said “I’m going to suck on your cock until you cum in my mouth.” She took one last glance then vanished under the table. I felt her lips go around my cock and it slide into her mouth. She. This whole thing made his already stomach do flip-flops.Mrs. Darien looked over to where Ben was standing. She looked at his nervous face and started to look down his body. Her eyes traced down his chest all the way to the delightful package between his legs. Oh how she wanted to get into those shorts and free the monster that was inside. It still pressed on the zipper aching to break free.Ben's Mom followed Stephanie's eyes and found them locking onto her son's erect penis. It was still hiding. “So the pizzeria is what will make you happy?” Ellen asked with a frown.“No. My definition of happiness describes the physical, social, emotional, and spiritual environments in which I can be happy. It defines a kind of lifestyle that will be satisfying to me. The pizzeria will provide some of the physical, social, and emotional environments that I want. It isn’t that the pizzeria is my goal, but it’s a means of achieving my goal,” Dan answered. He didn’t mention the sexual environment.The.