Therefore, I have bid you to come home directlyafter school every day, no dating. Out with the girls isOK, but in by 10:00 on weekends. You don't know...it, but I inspect your panties everynight after you've gone to bed. There have been nightswhen you've been out with your girlfriends that yourpanties are noticeably more aromatic, with a couple ofincidents of moisture, rather wetness, left behind. Nocrusty sperm though. Not yet, anyway. I no more than close the door and you start in on me about. His cock was what drew me to him though. Flaccid when I saw him, it was still about six inches long and circumcised. As an uncut Paddy I have always liked the aesthetic of the cut cock. His cock hung over a fine set of low-slung bollocks, my favourite kind of nut sack.I went over and didn't say anything, just placed my hand flat on his cheest and ran it over his hairiness. He looked at me an grinned and that was permissiont to continue. I ran my hand down onto his belly and lightly traced it. ” Little did I know that by 'up for anything' meant, ANYTHING. A couple hours later I knock on her door and tell her I'll take her out for dinner, my treat. She comes to the door and opens it when I see her standing there in the nude my face turns red, she was a perfectly portioned she was petite and well toned and her pussy smooth as silk. She acts like she is not even naked and says. “Sweet let me get my stuff on and we will go.” She doesn't close the door then she bend over to pick up. When I came back, a college student was chatting with her. She was laughing and leaning forward, listening to his story. When she turned her head and saw me, she froze. Those were some of the most delicious moments for me - the look in her eye at that moment is hard to describe. Fear, surrender, arousal. She knew that I was going to something wrong with what she was doing. She was talking too much or not enough. She should have let him pick her up or she should have discouraged him. There were.