His young cock kept squirting cum and I couldn't swallow fast enough. Soon my mouth was so full it started running out and down my chin. He finally le... go of my hair allowing me to stand.As I wiped the cum from my face he said, "Wow that was amazzing mum, that was my first blowjob". Then he took me in his arms and kissed me. I felt his tongue struggling to enter my mouth so I parted my lips allowing it in. He began to push me backwards till I hit the kitchen table as he continued to kiss me.. While we were talking I washed our dresses. The insides of both of them are nasty. She finally got dressed and went home in time for supper. I sat at the kitchen table in my quiet house, sipping a glass of ice water, staring sightlessly out the window and trying desperately not to think about what the next two years of my life are going to be like.I never saw Marsha again after that.The next day was so quiet it was creepy. Reggie neglected to tell us to report to her house on Sunday. So I sat. To the girls in his class, he was always polite, respectful and appreciative of their beauty. They thought of him as a very nice guy, a bit nerdy, but certainly no threat to anyone. What no one knew was that Phillip was addicted to sex. He didn't have just an overactive sex drive; it drove his every thought and action! Every day, both before and after school, since he was eleven years old in the fifth grade, Phillip masturbated. In the warmer months, he would sneak out of his house after dark. The phone rang “Hi Paul, that was good timing… Yes, Zoe. We’ve just finished…. Yes, really good, she’s such a star. Her friends will really love this one, if I’ve captured it – I think I’ve done her justice…Oh right, hang on, I’ll ask her”. “Zoe, Paul will be back from work in 10 minutes or so, he wanted to know, if you wanted to hang on, then you can do that hand-job movie you talked about”.Zoe looked at me a little flustered “Well, I not sure… I didn’t think that Paul would be around when I.