Dann nahm ich die gleiche Position ein, wie gerade. Sie t?tschelte meinen Kopf. "Brav."Sie fing an zu Lesen, kraulte meinen Kopf. Dann wanderte ihre r...chte Hand unter meine Weste, ?ber meinen Oberk?rper. Sie fing an mit meinen Brustwarzen zu spielen, umkreiste sie mit den Fingerspitzen, zwirbelte sie leicht. Es machte mich an, doch immer mal wieder verdrehte sie meine Nippel so stark, das es schmerzhaft wurde.Ich zitterte leicht, wenn sie das tat; versuchte m?glichst still zu halten, sagte kein. Is this really happening? Tell me it isn’t happening, Spencer. Did my mom really just walk in and catch us?”“I bet she’s as traumatised as we are.”“We’ll all have to go on The Jeremy Vile Show after this.”“We’ll laugh about it one day, babe.”“No we won’t. I won’t. I’m not coming out from under this duvet. Ever.”Kayla curled up under the duvet.Spencer had a crafty little wank.A week later Spencer bumped into his girlfriend’s mother in the street. He couldn’t look her in the face at first. More. Pulling you out ... in and out... deeper... picking up the speed.... pulling you almost all the way out so that i can work on the head.. flicking my tongue along the ridge of your head, teasing the hole with my tongue... then sliding you in very deeply and deliberately as I slide my hand down to cup your balls and run my finger back and forth in between them....I hear your breathing becoming more labored... your body bucking into my face, unable to control your movements... desperately seeking. When I found that that was climbing poles and hooking up commo wire I asked to see personnel — I had one of the highest scores on the test at Kansas City where I went through initial processing. Finally, someone listened to me and did something useful. I got the orders changed to go to radio school. While it wasn't what I wanted it did sound interesting.It was springtime when I went through communications training and I did like what I was studying. I'd been a boy scout and knew Morse code.