..Sensing the tide of the wine of courage, I went to Aunt Vick and grabbed it with both hands in the chest. They were so firm and tender to the touch,...that I almost did not finish immediately.- Wait, do not rush, what a smart, - smiled Aunt Vic. Show me more until a druzhochka.I hurriedly took off his swimming trunks, and my rampant member appeared before the woman in all its glory.- Give it to me here.Eugene's mother, still not getting a deck chair, stretched out her hand, grabbed my cock with. ‘At that time in my life I had just started to experiment with masturbation. I’d just had the one, fairly low-key, self- conscious and guilt ridden orgasm but felt, strongly, that there was definitely more to ‘come’. Sitting in class the rest of that afternoon there was only one thing on my mind and that was to get home as soon as school finished and have a wank in my semen stained knickers. And that’s exactly what I did. However, I actually had to have three wanks so worked up was I. The whole. Once she got the rhythm and touch right I urged her to take me deeper and deeper into her throat. Told her how to control the gag reflex and breath around a mouth full of stiff cock and then, it popped right into her throat. Her face was now buried in my pubic mound and I was finding it exceptionally hard not to come right then and there. Telling her to note the changes in my breathing and the feel and taste of my cock she realised I was about to come. Her eyes looked up at me while her head. My lab partner, nicknamed Big Bear, was the closest to consider pursuing me. He moved away before any relationship could develop. He happened to fit my “type” as an adult. A few years later, Big Bear recounted a conversation that occured during a scheduled absence from that chemistry class, which I diligently copied into my journal.“Oh my god what if she comes back hotter than she was?” says mini-R___ in chemistry Freshmen year, “Like she comes back this really hot babe.”“Then we’re hosed” Big.