Damn, I truly hated the transition between classes, it was almost like trying to survive a stampede, and even though I’m a tall guy, standing at 6 f...., I was still somewhat slim since I had the physique of a swimmer, so pretty much I was always easily man handled. As I regained my posture, I passed my hand quickly through my short caramel colored hair. Thankfully, it didn’t get tousled along the way.“Eric!” I quickly turned toward the voice and noticed it was Brent Morris, my best friend since. “I can’t think of any nicer way to wake up.” I replied, squirming around in my seat trying to ease the pressure. She noticed my discomfort, but took no sympathy on me, and was unable to resist a little giggle as she gave me a squeeze. Determined to repay her devilish act with a daredevil one of my own, I slowly eased my left hand up under the blanket and carefully moved it up her slender body until my fingers encountered those pillow like boobs that I had fantasized about for several years.. There are other ways to cope, you know." She saw Erik looking at her quizzically. "You know, other ways to not feel so... lonely." He still didn't seem to be getting it. "I'm sure since Emily left you've been taking care of things... yourself. Don't make me say it!" Oh! Oh, yeah, right. I get it now. Yeah, I know what you mean. Sorry, I didn't think that's what you were getting at. I didn't think you, uhm, did that." It was a contest to see who could turn redder."I may be your mother, Erik, but. “I know what to do with this!” she declared boldly. And she popped my swollen prick in her hot little mouth. Suddenly, my beautiful, shameless 18-year-old daughter was sucking my cock! It was heavenly torture!“Honey, stop; you can’t do this,” I protested. But my hips rocked back and forth anyway, feeding her hungry mouth all the cock she could take.“Mmmmmm,” she moaned, shifting positions to get a better angle for sucking. She used one hand to stroke and jack me as she sucked and the other to.