Jiju started to move his cock in and out of me. ‘Jiju please don’t’ I protested but he was past listening. Even my befuddled mind knew what we w...re doing was wrong but my body wanted more. Jiju’s cock felt so good. I had never experienced such wonderful sensation before. With each stroke the feeling got more and more intense. I lay moaning, ‘Oh jiju’ ‘Oh jiju’. Jiju was moving much faster now. I was fast approaching an orgasm. ‘OH JIJU GO ON. PLEASE DON’T STOP’ I shouted. My mind was willing. " I didn't say anything to that. I wasn't sure what she had meant by that comment, but I really didn't want to get into it with her either.Donna and I went out for a drive, heading North to Seventeenth Street, and then heading East until we got to Santa Ana. There were a lot of kids that drove back and forth on Seventeenth Street in 1957, it was a long, straight, drag where people went to find out about parties, or just to be out cruising around.I had told the voice that I'd go down to sign up. Once my cock had stopped spurting out cum ropes, she very slowly and tenderly, squeezed from the bottom of my shaft up to my swollen head, milking out the last drops making sure that they landed on her photo.As she held onto my cock, she whispered into my ear, "Don't you feel better now honey? I bet that helped with a lot of your stress." Yes, it did mom." See, mother knows best." She smiled at me. "You can let go of my ass now sweetie." I had forgotten I was still holding her ass. I let. Her body was obscene. How did her male teachers handle themselves? "Hi Tess!" Shelley said. "We're kind of in a rush but help yourself to anything while we're away. We might not be back until midnight or so." We were going to a charity function for Shelley's work. Neither of us wanted to go. But we had to. Shelley seemed pissed at me on the ride over. I asked her what was wrong but she didn't answer. Then finally after, ten stoney minutes, she let it all out."John, I just don't know if I want.