When I was in intermediate I was clever student in class so every one used to asked doubts and I use to clarify them easily and priya also comes to me...daily and asked doubts and I use to clarify when no on notice us she use to show her cleavage to me and I use to see and some time she use to touch my cock but once she called me when no one in classroom and asked doubts but this time she started rubbing my lap and from there.She started touching my cock and all of the sudden she kissed me. When I was young we all went to church together, mostly at a Catholic church. I didn't know what or whom I believed in. Maybe it was time to find out?I got up; called into work saying I didn't feel well, which was the truth. Funny how you perceive the truth, justifying what you do or are about to do as easily as deciding what underwear you are going to put on each morning.With this money, I may just quit my job. That's a knee jerk reaction, I know, but doing anything seems more important than. As I poured myself some cereal, I looked down across the granite island into the top of her sundress. I could tell she was wearing a white lace bra that held her boobs perfectly. "Umm Debbie, I am so sorry about last night. I really am." "No worries sweetie. You have been gone a long time, and a young man needs his release. I am actually flattered I could help," she said with a smile and slight giggle. "Well thanks. It's just very embarrassing having you witness that ya know," I said. It took a while, but we both began bucking as cum streamed over each others pumping fist and spattered on the floor. We stood, holding each other up, catching our breath. Stephen raised his hand to his mouth and, looking at me, ran his sweet, thin tongue over the back of his hand and wrist and I watched as my semen began coating his tongue. He put his hand on the back of my neck and pulled my mouth to his, our tongues lashing furiously, and I tasted my own cum for the first time. Stephen.