. Legion Of Filth Erotic Stories NEW RELEASE
Due To Some Mix-Up My Mom Is My Assigned Sex-Ed Partner: Episode 12 (With Princess Cordway And The Girl Of My Dreams) by Luca Satana
Either by some personal vendetta, bad luck or just a plain mix-up, my mom is my assigned sex-ed partner. So, yeah. Fuck My Life!
When our sex-ed teacher Miss Mayberry, who was one of those younger idealistic-to-a-fault teachers, said there was extra money in the budget this year so she was taking us on a field trip and bringing chaperones who would essentially be divvyed up and assigned to us as sex-ed partners for the night, I thought this was going to be a good thing. And, on an unrelated note, which turned out to be very related, when my mom, who makes very little money working as a teacher’s aide at my high school, said she was working some extra hours this week and thus making a little extra money, I also thought that was a good thing. Because ever since I turned 18, a month or two prior, my mom has been promising to get me a car. The thought never occurred to me that my mom’s extra hours were going to come from being one of Miss Mayberry’s chaperones, or, more specifically, one of Miss Mayberry assigned sex-ed partners. Not until, well, the very second my mom showed up at my hotel door.
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Though, at this point, I would have welcomed death, I mean, I thought all four of us would, but, apparently, there was no rest for Princess, which, when born with such a name, the notion of self-entitlement seemed inherent, as did her unquenchable desire for more, always more, as she, even though she was obviously too tired, or dead, to do so, she summoned me no less than twenty minutes after my supposed time of death, as she lazily bobbed up and down my absolutely raging rock-hard cock.
“Fuck…” I uttered breathlessly, as the desperate need for sleep gave way to the desperate need for more of this maddening pleasure and even more for the inevitable crescendo, which only seemed seconds away when I heard the faintest little knock on the door. “Mrs. Cordwell…?”
