.. those stories in the forum section had my cock hard as a rock. i could jsack off 10 times a day with out even breaking a sweat. Xavier Hollander? ...o m g ..... one story that set me off on a new mission was about a peeping tom who would hide in his moms closet so that when she came out of the shower he got a awesome view of her totaly naked thru yhe slits in the closset door. so i said ... hmmmm my mom was definately a very beautful, very large breasted woman... and thinking about made. “Don’t tire out your tongue now,” Vera said with an impish smile.Back at the house, we took a couple of beers from the fridge and filled the large tub. I ached to fuck, but my lover seemed in no hurry. She was an expert at teasing. I washed and worshipped her gorgeous body. My soapy hands explored every inch of her skin. It was very hot to massage her full breasts and soft tummy; even washing her hair made me want to eat her. She let me touch and kiss her everywhere, but kept her pussy off. When Tristram got his dinner he walked over to sit beside me, but someof the boys pulled him away. "Boys don't sit with girls," they told him."Come over and sit with us instead." Tristram gave me a little look, asif to say sorry, and then went to another table with the boys. I sat andate my horrible dinner all by myself as usual.At hometime, mummy was waiting for me at the school gates. She washolding her big sports bag. I saw Tristram being collected by his mummyin a big blue car. He waved to. "We want to remember that day and what better way than to repeat some of the trappings of that day."Eva and I were sitting facing each other, as we had been seated then, not next to each other as we are always seated now. Eva turned off the kerosene lamp and the room took on a fairyland glow. There was magic in the air it seemed. Our shadows danced to the tune of the lone candle.Eva started the evening. She looked me in the eye with a strange intenseness as she picked up a drumstick. She slowly.