In November when I was 15, we had bussed down to St. Catherine's and humped their 4th and 5th form females, some twenty-two of them, and had come back...that evening telling each other lies. The next week they showed us the game tape, as they called it, and criticized our techniques with the general advice to go slower and deeper and to be more sensitive to our partner's desires. We all wore numbered jerseys so the critique would be easier. Since most of us insisted on starting missionary, we. I could visibly notice my mother staring intently at my big rock hard 7.5 inch cock. Finally she spoke. “I was just going to come talk to you Jake” she said with her eye still locked onto my massive hardness. I could tell by the way she was looking at me that she was clearly aroused by the sight of my teen body.“Oh yeah! You where going to come talk to me like that” pointing at her barely clothed body. The sight of her skin made my cock ache. Her legs, her ass, her breasts and even her face.. Miss Trout came up to him and helped him stand, discretely managing to feel his rock hard cock and helping him to the classroom door without the other students seeing his erection.She offered a sweet smile as she whispered that he really had grown up, she emphasised this by stroking lightly his bulge. She then cheekily said if you had been a real student here, you would be heading for a detention for daydreaming like that.Miss Trout then turned and re entered the classroom leaving Jim rather. Poetry-lovers, she hoped. The man had her skirt up around her hips, and she pulled her panties down her self. There was no way out. She kicked the panties off. They landed on a volume titled “rare tropical diseases in full colour”. The sound of shuffling steps came closer. She held her breath. “Cunt” he whispered into her ear, while the owner led the new customer down an aisle not too far away. His warm hand between her thighs. Amelie shook her head in disbelieve and parted her feet a.