..mwah...mwah: as I caressed his cock: he loved it.He was so frickin attentive and attuned to fem-need though. He was quickly licking me out. I was pu...ring...without thinking about whether my stepmom could hear me or not...“Mmm ...yeah... Oh” I went as Henri was working around my private treat delights and: I loved it...loved it...loved it.“Sounds like Henri is hitting the right spots.” said my step mom...naked, unashamedly stunning in her birthday suit: right next to the table...watching me. It would kind of take away from the spontaneity and that kinda sucks. But that’s better than getting caught with our pants down.”We talked a little more about the details and decided that the day would be Tuesday. Later in the week would make more sense, but Tuesday is my easy day and the last three days of the week I really don’t have time to spend satisfying the sexual appetites of six horny men. It isn’t an ideal solution. But it will have to do until they hire someone to help me, something. I’d take them out and teach them how to play well, and we traded phone numbers and called each other frequently to play.Me being my hormonal teenager self (I was barely 17 at the time, this past spring/summer actually), I asked them how they liked their women and they laughed and joked about sex and I sort of taught them to be responsible when having sex. I even gave them some good porn sites to go to so that they could enjoy themselves. And I did this frequently to Scooby, because haha, he. ” he said. “You’re not cancelling, are you?” He sounded as nervous as I felt.“Oh, of course not!” I said. “I was just wondering ... I would kind of like to change clothes after school, so could you pick me up at home, instead?”He smiled with relief, and nodded.“Sure! No problem. Where do you live, and what time?”We exchanged phone numbers, and I sent my flat’s address to his phone so he could get there. I gave myself an hour to get back from school and get ready. I didn’t have that many clothes.