I could hear her coming down the steps and knew she would go soon which saddened me a little bit. However, when I turned around to say goodbye I saw s...mething that almost gave me a heart attack. Fatima was completely naked, walking into the living room.“Fatima? What are you doing?” I said shocked, as She walked toward me, coming closer she grabbed my hands, and put them on her curvy hips. “Don’t you like what you see?” Fatima said seductively“I do, very much so. I just never thought that you. I took as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. I was following the same pattern that Jeff was doing on me, bobbing my head up and down over his cock letting it slide in and out of my mouth. I couldn't help but stop at the head of his dick. It was so engorged . The head of his cock was so smooth. I couldn't help playing with it with my tongue at the end of every stroke. Jeff was really getting into it as he was moving his hips in time with my sucking. I was doing the same. He never stopped. Would have a sex life let alone harbour designs of a fantasy. What's that old Irish saying, 'may you live as long as you want to and want to as long as you live'?Again I must confess; her request left me pondering, where could I find a man like she described. Eventually it all sorted it's self out. (Obviously or I would not have this tale to relate).On the day of the filming I arrived at her house with John, a 19 year old Security officer, no I was not in danger and therefore in need of a body. As I headed for the changing rooms I chuckled. Tickled by the thought that Johnny hadn't realised that I really wasn't interested in Natasha. The girl I was after was the one who'd just saved me from a beating and he hadn't told me to steer clear of her so I could carry on my pursuit with impunity.The rest of the morning passed uneventfully, I didn't share any lessons with Natasha or Kirsty so I had nothing to distract me from the teacher's efforts to improve my education.Around about twelve.