My legs were like jelly. “Amanda, are you OK?” The teacher asked. A deep sigh came out, “yeah, I’m fine.” “Before you leave I’d like to ...ee you,” she said. I finally was able to move and got my books and walked to the front of the room. She was sitting at her desk and looked up at me. “Did you even take the test?” “What do you mean, Ms Robinson?” “What I mean is you seemed a little pre-occupied. Did you at least finish?” “The test – oh, well…” she cut me off. “No that’s not what I meant. What I. They lived there for two years, and I saw her on many oc-casions after that, and even though she went out of her way to let me see her naked or partially dressed, nothing ever hap-pened between us. Probably because of my shyness. (I think she was willing.)She was my fantasy girl and I dreamed of her until I met Brenda. We only dated for five months before getting mar-ried. Brenda was a virgin and I really had a time trying to teach her about sex. Our sex life is really good and it was several. But the girl’s shirt was half open, and her creamy tits could almost be seen. Debra noticed her son’s hot eyes, then realized he had a hard-on.“I can’t take you shopping with me any more, it looks like!” she said to him as she placed a gallon of milk in the basket. “All this flesh makes you too excited.”What she didn’t say was that it made her excited, too.Hurrying home with Jerry sitting close to her, his cock straining inside his pants, Debra decided she was going to have to follow with the. . let my body tell you how fast ... pay attention to the way I move, to the sounds I make ... you'll start to know how to move and lick and touch..."I let him settle in again, and this time, the flat of his tongue passed over my vagina and solidly stroked by my clit. I tingled and giggled quietly, immersed in the sensation of my son tasting me directly. "Put it inside me ... like that ... yes ... that's it ... oh, so good, Dex ... so good..."My son probed my vagina, and I knew he licked up the.