Too true!Before I knew it, he had dropped to his knees and was undoing my jeans and pulling them down, revealing my white briefs, already stained with...pre-cum. I am often embarrassed by this, as some guys don’t like it but he was like a boy who had just unwrapped a long-awaited Christmas present. “Aaah!” he whispered in his Irish lilt, “now that, I do love.”Instantly, his face was buried in my groin and I felt his warm breath and his tongue exploring every crevice, then tasting, licking and. . Just a minute." The professor grabbed a robe and pulled it on. He walked out, hunched over, with his arms across his breasts. David was sure that the professor felt that he was hiding his breasts, but what he had done had the exact opposite effect. With the robe closed like it was, his cleavage was exposed. Hunched over, he tilted that cleavage towards the world. And with his arms where they were, they framed his cleavage neatly. All in all it was a very sexy effect.But David said nothing as. Smell it. A man smell. A sex smell. It seemed so beautiful but so forbidden. It was hard and I sensed its need but . . . but I wasn’t a cocksucker! I had never done it and I didn’t know how and I was too young and my mouth too virgin.And – And – this was Taylor’s grandfather!Then I realized that he hadn’t told me to suck. The battle of sucking or not sucking was all within me!He turned sideways and I was very much in awe with how long it looked. It was straight like a pole because of its great. You’re so damn beautiful. I can’t help thinking about fucking you.”She smiled. “You’re terrible,” and after a little pause, she said, with another big smile on her face, “you think I’m beautiful?"“I always have. I have always said you were beautiful and sexy. You have a wonderful face and a great body, and the clearest skin.” I paused and our eyes met. As she watched, I deliberately let my gaze roam up and down her body. “Haven’t you thought about me in that way, just a little bit, since those.