“I’ve been watching you these past few weeks.” “You have? Why?” She got up and came around the desk. She stood a few inches from me. “I li...e what I see.” “Excuse me?” She put her hand on the back of my neck and she brought her lips to mine and kissed me. My breathing grew heavy and I pulled away, surprised and frightened at the same time. “What are you…Miss Moran, you’re my teacher!” “Danny, I know,” she said. “But don’t think of me that way. Think of me as a friend.” “That’s kind of hard when. We were still looking directly into each others eyes and out of the blue, we leaned closer and kissed on the lips, so soft and sexy for a 75y/o. Not sure how that happened, she then moved her hands to my hips with her thumbs pressing firmly on the inside my thigh, just above my groin…. and gently rubbing them up and down….Whew! I said the obvious…. ‘that feels really good, you have beautiful hands’ and she leaned to me and kissed me on the lips with the most passionate lasting kiss ever. I. Mom and Dad sat me down and gave me a good talking to but it still took a couple days for everything to sink in. When it did, I was ashamed of how I treated you."I swore I would win you back, if and when I had a chance - but finding out you moved on hurt more than I could ever have expected. I thought about it a lot after you left Charlestown in the spring and I will understand if you only want to be friends with me instead of lovers."Dave cut her off, "No. Hell, no. I need you and I want you. It was as though there were two women working on my… No, two women adoring and adulating my cock. This had the effect of my feeling another orgasm in the works. But, it wasn’t a certain feeling! It was an iffy feeling. I think my peter might have just had all the fun it could in one 24-hour-period and it might need to get some shut-(one)-eye. Again, though, Simone proved me wrong. She began to move me further into her mouth and throat. I didn’t think it was possible, but it wasn’t just her nose.