At the car the problem was obvious. The back tyre was flat. ‘Its a flat tyre.’ I said. ‘Yes a broken flat tyre.’ She said. ‘Can you fix it?�...�‘Do you have a spare?’ I asked. ‘Yes!’ came her reply. but she just stood there wide eyed looking at me. ‘Ok I can replace the flat with the spare. Ok!’ So I struggled with the bolts, they were stiff and rusted on, but I got them off and the spare fixed on. It took ages and I my hands were as black as coal and covered in dirt and grease. Mrs Cooper was. She sighed, “Honey, we’ve both got far too much riding on this weekend to be comfortable. Once we can stop being quite so wooden around each other, we’ll probably improve on that.”She was totally correct. It did take a couple of goes before we were quite at ease; it was too important to both of us for us to be truly relaxed about kissing, but, with practice ... it got pretty damn good. She eventually pulled her head away; like me, she was no longer breathing normally. “Mind if we take a break?. That’s why so many bring their boys to us. We won’t get nowhere if we don’t talk directly about it.”When she didn’t respond, he continued. “Lotsa boys fantasize about performing oral sex on men but when they actually see a penis, some get scared and realize it isn’t for them. Now son, you ever seen a man’s penis?”“Only...Only in magazines.”“Well, you haven’t seen anything til you see a real one.”The woman asked, “So you’re saying I should find a man to expose himself to my son?”“If you think. As i kissed her i slid my hand under the tank top she was wearing for pajamas. I touched her flat belly and moved my fingers over her. all she had on was this and a pair of g string panties. Her breathing got heavier as did mine. I slowly moved my hand up until i felt the bottom of her breast and light rubbed it.I wispered you can stop me anytime . She was silent. I moved my hand up over the bottom of her breast and cupped her entire tittie in my hand and began squeezing and fondling it. The.