"Don't strain yourself Hun." I giggle moving the locks of her hair out of her face so she doesn't get it in her slippery mess.Pulling back down onto m... throbbing erection, my sexual high going past it's limit. Showing me how a real woman sucks a cock, any girl that had me before could not suck me like she could. Perfect lips touching me in all the right ways, tongue swirling the tip of my shaft in away like a slippery finger rubbing spot where I feel the orgasm rise from me. Teasing and. With a shrug I sank further down, the faucet was squirting out water by my feet and as I watched it I let my mind drift off to happier places. I was a virgin – sure – but there was no ban on my imagination. I had English tomorrow. I immediately felt a quiver run through my chest and down my stomach. It was nothing short of the highlight of my week. My regular English teacher – Mrs. Cricket, a cranky old lady in her sixties – had fallen and broken her hip or something and for the last three. “More, Rupert, more,” she groaned.Rupert wasn’t going to kick the gift horse and he happily took his time exploring his gift. It was probably the gentlest he had made love to a woman in years. His reward was the best sex he could ever remember having.The fact that his body was changing and healthier thanks to the Immo didn’t hurt either. His mind was clearer and the paranoia seemed to have gone. His cock hadn’t felt so hard in years and he was surprised that he had come three times and he had. It was time to make both their dreams come true. Under the covers the party had already begun. He had managed to lower his pants and free his aroused cock. There was no need to stroke it because it was already close to maximum hardness. She had adjusted herself to sit in a reclined and curled fashion facing him with her head on his soft shoulder. They never lost eye contact nor had need to speak. She worked her hand into his crotch immediately wrapping his tool. She pulled on it upwards and.