"Breakfast first. After that - load the cart, saddle the horses, and find a nice patch of woods to work the transfer spell in," I told him."Breakfast ...ounds good," Pat observed, as we all prepared to depart.Since we had risen late that morning, we found the cafe next to the hotel already open. We were sitting there having a leisurely breakfast when the owner of a small boat came in with news for the proprietor."There will be customers a plenty shortly, Jacques," he told the proprietor in a loud. The fly in the ointment was my terminal case of insecurity and shyness.Jake asked Julie for a date to go to the sophomore (all three of us jumped a grade, more cause for my insecurity) semi-formal dance. I had delayed too long. That killed my chance with Julie. I did not go to the dance. Jake bragged on his evening for the rest of the school year. Julie was surprisingly quiet about it.I finally got over my shyness in my junior year. I went to the prom with Sally Morgan, a very nice, pleasant,. "OK, son, over my knee."He froze. His beautiful mother, the object of his desire, the woman he'd seen naked and having sex the night before, had his dick in her hand."Now!" and she let go of him.And with his pajamas dangling around his ankles he lay across his mother's lap, while his erection, with no other place to go, ended up between her legs where it found the inside of her thighs. She raised her hand and came down on his behind ... very hard. He squealed."You ... Will ... Not ... Spy .... Suddenly my cock was penetrating her, as I let out a groan.“Oh fuck you feel amazing,” I groaned, feeling her continue to slide down my hard cock before finally taking every last inch deep inside of her. “Oh Lee, that feels so amazing,” Alison hissed then started to rise and fall gently as we stared into each other’s eyes. Alison’s pussy was flooded with her juices as she bounced gently on my lap as I held her hips watching her small chest move gently in time to her hips. “Alison can I take off.