"Well, this went on for a while, several months during the summer, then after school started, she would invite me over for tea. My mother worked, so I...was basically home alone, my brother was home sometimes, sometimes not."Anyway, I turned thirteen that fall and Mrs. Phillips now was having me call her Marsha when we were in her house. I still remember the day she introduced me to french-kissing. She asked me if I'd ever heard of it, I said I had but I didn't really know much about it. 'Well, '. Apparently as she waxed and they talked, Stephan was telling her about some of his movies. She got quite excited and as she was holding his hard cock out of the way so she could wax an area, he grabbed her hand and had her stroke his dick. She said she should have stopped but she couldn't."It felt really nice in my hand," she told me. Then he gently grabbed the back of her head and pushed her face onto his cock. "I couldn't get it all in my mouth it was so long and thick."Then he got off the. She had a slight moan, and I said next time if she wanted, she could get the sensation from her ankles up to her shoulders if she didn't wear her panties. Knowing the cause of her cramps, I knew that she was wearing panties due to her period. Stef thought for a second and said next time was a deal. We finished up, and I went to wash my hands in the kitchen again. As she stood up, she was a little dazed, and I got to see a better glimpse in the window reflection. She closed her eyes and. Jacob was gay! He looked pretty nervous and almost shit a brick because I couldn’t say anything, I was speechless. I got up, walked out the room, down the hall, into another room, and just screamed. Jacob came running in, trying to comfort me, and tell me he was sorry for dropping such a bomb on him. His eyes had begun to tear and he looked like a said angel. My lips screamed to touch his, and my mind told me to take him into my hands, and give his lips the best kiss they had ever encountered..