I was rather skinny, but a taller 6'2" young man, dirty blonde and not much body hair. History was one of my favorite subjects. He drove by my house o... his way to school, a rather large Bonneville, but never acknowledged me, as I waited for the school bus. I would come into the classroom, and my teacher would stare, and I could not figure why, even as I turned my back and went to my seat. I was rather unremarkable, but wondered for weeks. We recently were assigned seating, I sat in a. .all this while she was making all sorts of gagging sounds..i was loving it and it was driving me nuts, though her hands were not very hard pressed under my legs as I had left some gap, but she didn’t attempt even once to take them out or anything(very decent and obedient girl as you all know :P ).. now I was doing slow pumping in her mouth with only a bit of my cock and was using my hands to support my weight instead of holding her head in position..Soon she also started moving her head. By the time Karen completed her parade, at least half of the men on the beach had suddenly discovered a need to go stand in the water, leaving their bewildered or resentful female companions behind. One even left a male companion.When Karen came back to me she was shivering. The sun was warm and the water was warm, but she was shivering. Throwing her arms around me and stretching up close to my ear, Karen whispered urgently, "I've got to fuck you, Philip; I've got to fuck you right now. Come to. She was out and I had heard her tell Mr. Wilson that she would not remember anything. I put my hand down to her pussy and rubbed my finger through her gooey hair and in between her moist lips. I put my finger up to my nose and smelled her, I could not hold back now. I pulled down my shorts and climbed onto the bed between my mom's wide spread legs just Mr. Wilson had done. I pushed my dick into mom's pussy, it slid easily in. Better than I had expected. I was not sure what to do and did not.