Phil heard snickering behind him. “Got some boots to lick, Mr. President?” Phil didn’t even need to turn around to know who that was. “Go to hell, Pierce.” he replied, not bothering to stop. He heard Pierce approach him from behind. Pierce was one of those types - the bad boys, the edgy ones, the ones that thought smoking cigarettes and getting expelled from several middle schools was a badge of honor. “Wanna know what happened today? You japanese missed something big. There w-” Phil stopped to put a hand on Pierce’s chest. “No offense, Pierce, but I’m really busy, and I don’t give a shit.” Pierce swatted away Phil’s hand in disgust. “‘Care about the students,’ my fuckin’ ass.” he grumbled, walking away. Pierce sometimes liked to corner Phil and talked to him about how the students of his school were actually delinquents and misbehaved and all that, but Phil knew that he was making the school better, not worse - jading him was completely pointless and didn’t help anything. Annoyed by the distraction, Phil made his way to his car and started to make his way towards Olivia’s house. Phil had been there a few times before, usually to have sex or some kind of panties foreplay with her, and she gave him the open invitation to come anytime, so here he was, even if this wasn’t necessarily for the reason Olivia had in mind. He knew her parents wouldn’t be home yet but the door would be unlocked, so after giving a couple courtesy knocks, he invited himself in, and immediately heard the sounds. He already knew what those sounds meant - he went to parties before, for God’s sake - but for some strange reason, he was dreading them. A repeated slamming, grunting, occasional asian high-pitched moaning. Olivia was having sex with someone. This should have been the point when Phil turned around and left, but consequences be damned, Phil pressed on, listening for the sounds and eventually finding her getting pounded in the living room, on the couch. Phil didn’t know who the hell he was expecting - if it were Adam, he knew he’d have a heart attack on the spot - but from the back he discovered it was Thomas, the captain of the school’s Boxing Club. Even from behind it was easy to tell it was Thomas - Hazelwood was stockings in a pretty white Old+young neighborhood, so there were only about seven male black students, and none of them were as muscular as Thomas. Phil knew he shouldn’t have, but he felt more than a twinge of jealousy. He clearwed his throat, the sound getting drowned out by the two fiercely fucking, and decided to roar, out of nowhere, “What the fuck is this?!” I noticed that I’m calling her FBI phone and not her personal japanese phone, which in my head was a good sign. I told her knowledge is power, but ignorance creates hate and mistrust. Enjoy my pussy!” I moaned. “Well… I’m not going to sugarcoat this.” I was going to spin the story a bit, but I wasn’t going to sugarcoat it. Frustrated at not being able to fuck. He stopped and dropped the weapon. For the first time ever, his father was at a loss for words, so panties he just put down the phone and turned to his wife who had tears running down he cheeks. She hugged me and kissed me and said that I was the best friend she has ever had. “But we got it sorted out, so now Suzy here is officially ‘in training’. They had each been over for dinner and back yard BBQs and Dani had a key to their place and had looked after their dogs when Sue and Tim had been on vacation dozens of times. He didn’t appear to have the sense (fortunately) Old+young to realise that he’d have to have something to stand on to get high enough. She never got dressed the rest of the day and into the night. She stopped abruptly. She felt it twitch once, then it was beginning to swell and get longer, rapidly filling her hand. She wasn’t, but that was fine. I moved my face close to her cunt and blew on it gently. “How was work?” I asked. This temporary relief soon was replaced by terror as I felt my Son’s dick stockings enter my vagina. Let’s try those two next. It wasn't that he was smart enough not to rape the girls the way he did the guys who turned him down—he just didn't have the nerve. It's confusing.” He felt his cock stir under his trousers. So I've very inexperienced. Rathode- I’ll asian manage mom please