He sucks a little, and I begin to rock back and forth, slowly working deeper and deeper. My stomach rubs his diamond hard cock; each vein rubs against...my abs. My balls, so warm, hang freely and soon begin to slap against his tight butt. Having found the secret to making him scream in pleasure, I begin to adjust so I hit all the right spots. Within minutes, he screams in pleasure, begging for more, as my hips quickly move forwards and back. His cock twitches with each massive pulse of blood, and. It was weird having my Mother for a teacher.Joyce was there because she was always getting in trouble at regularschool. Mom agreed to see if she could at least try teaching her, plus,mom was getting paid. Joyce and I became friends because we had a lot incommon. We both liked boys and had a lot of experience with them. Wetold each other stories about them, although all mine were in my mindand it wouldn't surprise me if many of hers were also. School was onlythree hours because we were taught. Different way to make love to you, and so on?" Lisa, how could I? Should I have just come out and asked him whyhe wasn't getting it up and ramming it into me any more? Why hewasn't being a man? I already knew why, he didn't. And I didn'twant to hurt his pride, embarrass him further, the poor dear --men are so sensitive when their pricks won't perform, it's as iftheir manhood was at stake. He knew he was inadequate. If I'dmentioned anything I'd have hurt him. "He never spoke of it? He. After about five minutes Alan was snoring so loudly we could both hear him downstairs, it was at this point I noticed the atmosphere change a little in an uncomfortable way. We were now alone again and the tension could of easily been cut with a knife.Fiona left the front room and went into the kitchen and I could hear her rummaging around in the cupboards for no reason other than to stay out of the same room as me. I got up and went into the kitchen as I had one thing on my mind and that was.