. we've already crossed far too many lines!" he said."Oh please Uncle Bill! Please! I need you. I need to feel you inside me! Please, I won't tell any...ne, I swear! Please, I need you to fuck me so bad!" she implored him. She reached up to pull at him, coaxing him to say yes, showing him how desperately she needed him. Bill needed her too. All this teasing and making out had gotten his cock painfully hard. He needed his release and soon."Okay, but this is just between you and I. If your mother. She remembered the poll that Angie had taken when she was a camper, with all of the girls facing outwards so that no one could see the other vote. She had the girls stand with their backs together."Everyone take three steps forward."There was now about ten feet between each girl, and they were facing outwards, so that none could see the others."Ashley said that you all want to learn about having sex. Raise your hands if you want to learn about this by talking and watching John and I."All four. Generally I didn't really like meeting my old teachers, it was always a bit odd being treated normally by people who had been authority figures for me only a short time ago, and even if Mrs. Woodcock (she was French, but had married an English guy) was far more attractive than the others with her long blonde hair, large breasts, sparkling eyes behind her black rimmed glasses, and most of all her sexy French accent, I was still not too keen to meet her. But it was too late, she had spotted me,. “I’ll have one too mom and then come over here. I want to show you something,” I said.Mother shrugged and poured two glasses of Sauvignon Blanc and padded back to the bed. She perched on the edge of the bed well away from me and offered me the wine in her outstretched hand.I chuckled and took the wine and offered her my iPhone.“Just press play,” I said as I sipped the cold crisp wine.She looked at the screen; her demeanour quite acquiescent.“Well at least the money I’m paying for your education.