“No.” I answered with a quiet voice. “We could jump in right now.” He suggested. “I don’t have my swim suit.” I said. “We could skinn... dip.” He said with a little laugh. To make the point he pulled his T-shirt over his head and tossed it over his shoulder. He moved a little closer to me and whispered, “are you going to take off your shirt too Chris?” I sat really still and didn’t say a word. I really wanted to take my shirt off for him, but I knew I mustn’t. Good girls just didn’t do those. " Neither of mycompanions were deceived by my words while my cock was so obviouslytwitching in my pants!"Honey, I love Ruthie as only a parent can, but don't you think you shouldgive this a lot more thought? She's got three little kids and she'sliving mostly on child support from her dirtball ex-husband. You're asophomore in college with your whole life ahead of you. Think about it.You are preparing yourself for life and you haven't experienced much morethan a taste of it. Do you really. .I feel bad for her." "Do you feel bad about us?" I thought about it, and decided that I didn't. "I'd be going crazy without last week. You're pretty much saving our relationship at the moment, in a strange sort of way." She dropped to her knees, smiling. "Well, I'd best get to work then hadn't I?" She pulled my shorts down and gripped my shaft, which was growing hard rapidly. Her mouth moved to my balls and started sucking them gently, swirling her tongue around them, before running it from. My throat muscles began to open, stretching around his throbbing member. And he started to moan as his balls hit my chin. I licked, sucked, fucked his cock with my mouth, and within minutes it began to spasm. He growled "Swallow it bitch!", and stream after stream of the sweetest cum I had ever tasted began to explode down the back of my throat. I swallowed furiously to keep up. And milked his swollen balls for him. When he had spent himself, he told me to get dressed. and get back to.