Her moans matched my efforts. I had no concept of time as we teased and pleasured each other but it seemed like twenty or thirty minutes of licking, s...cking, pumping and fingering before she screamed with my cock deep in her mouth. Her legs slammed together and she jerked her hips down, practically smothering me in the process. Surrounded by her soft wet flesh, tasting her juices flowing into my mouth, I sucked her hood and clit deep into my mouth and moaned into her flesh as she milked me for. After one year of puberty I was beginning to see the changes to my body and used to stand naked in front of my wardrobe mirror, holding a centrefold picture from my brothers wanking magazine for comparison.Growing breasts was my greatest anxiety, size and feel, shape and balance, they had to be perfect, not as mammaries to suckle a baby, but to make men look and want me sexually.I chose a Saturday morning after arriving home after an inter school hockey game, where we beat a rival school. I. My primary motivation was I wanted to learn and I felt way behind because I hadn’t put much effort into the learning part of my education. To my complete astonishment I was exhilarated by learning, whether I thought it would turn out to be useful or not. No wonder Jeff had so much patience and such joie de vivre. I worked with such focus the first two weeks back I barely noticed Jeff was continuing to put in the same effort he had when he was a student less than a month ago. I noticed something. Cheryl came up behind me and pressed against my back. Then I felt her hand massaging my crotch though my jeans.The kids could see what she was doing to me, and for that matter anyone else who happened by. I just stood there and enjoyed my wife's perverse nature, and I got painfully hard as she continued to massage me. It was a turn on to see the kids watching us, and I knew that our neighbors were probably watching too.The most wonderful and kinkiest thing Cheryl ever did though was at work..