The intimacy was perfect with no words, and just the lewd act of me giving my son head was phenomenal.After a moment, his hands rose, and he let sever...l strands of my hair flow through them. That seemed to poke at his pleasure spot too, as he twitched a bit more every time he let go of it. As more and more time went by, I noticed him getting a little shakier.I smiled at him as much as I could, and he instantly returned the favor. I felt tingles going throughout my body and even sensed my heart. Jonathan had moved to the couch, and I position myself near him so he couldn't help but stare at my bulging cleavage. This worked a treat as he barely took his eyes off my tits and I joked out loud that Jonathan was mesmerised by my boobies. Angela was initially shocked by this, but the copious cocktails had reduced her inhibitions and her initial shock gave way to a mischievous grin. For his part, Jonathan just sat there and smiled sheepishly. With the pretence of a chaste evening for Jonathan. For a second I was tempted to lay him out right here in thehallway, but I couldn't afford another suspension. Coach said that if Imissed a game I'd be off the team for good. Not that he'd follow throughwith it. They needed me too much, but I wasn't going give those secondand third string losers any ideas. There was a nice, quiet spot justoutside where none of the teachers would ever see me kick the shit outof him. He'd learn his lesson, I'd get a good fight in, and then I'd beoff to practice.We. “Other girls are.”“It wouldn’t cost anything.”Faye didn’t speak. I put an arm round her, and she leaned into me at least.“She was one of my pupils,” I carried on, “seven years ago. Now she’s a hairdresser and she’d love to help us.” Bridget is a beautician too, but I was taking one step at a time.“You mean, you ... you...”“It was seven years ago, and she was seventeen. Now she’s a married woman and a friend. Only a friend. But in any case at fifteen you can’t expect to be my one and only,.