"I thought for a moment and then went on, "Mom and Dad divorced when Iwas young, maybe two or three; I don't know exactly, but basically, Ididn't have...a father."Cindy had settled into the couch next to me and patted my shoulderreassuringly."When I was in fifth grade I started getting erections but reallydidn't know what to do about it. I had a friend Ray who was a few yearsolder than I was, and he explained the birds and the bees to me. Momnever would have told me herself; it would have been. A soft grin found it’s way to my lips, as the erection in my jeans strengthened. I could feel a tickle deep within my shaft. Soon, the tickle traveled the full length of my rod and then from the slit at the tip of it’s head, came a gob of liquid. At least a couple of teaspoons full of the goo escaped. The slick, thin liquid found it’s way right through my boxers and onto the outside portion of the crotch of my white jeans. Oh shit– I thought, then I was even more nervous than before, as the. ” I hear a bit of sobbing, but a moment later she complies and I feel a little tongue gently tickling my shaft each time it slowly emerges from within the pussy. She laps at the juices we’re making, Grace’s pussy being forced to get slick, my precum coating my cock. That little tongue, lapping like a kitten, barely touching, so gentle. I pull out suddenly, grab Ella’s head with both hands, my rock solid cock aiming itself forward. And I slowly drive into her little mouth. Forced open by the. Seeing it was all clear I pulled her quickly under the rope and along the corridor and darted left where we paused. The corridor was empty and there were several doors which lead off was walked quietly to the first one on the right and I put my ear to it and listened. All quiet, so I turned the handle hoping it was unlocked. The door quietly swung open to reveal a beautifully restored bedroom with the main feature being am oak four poster bed. We looked at each other and smiled. We kissed and.