I felt so ashamed that I had caused my little boy such anguish. And I felt so sorry for him that I just wanted to hug him and caress him all the more ...nd reassure him that he had nothing to be embarrased about.I didn't know what to do next, so I just kept running my hand through his hair and reading from the book. His little penis was now pulsing against the thin material of his nightshirt, and it had to be obvious to him that I was aware of what was happening. My mind was racing, but there was. "I need a win Jack," Phil reminded him."I know Phil," Jack agreed, "Second is no good to you, its that top step" I can't force you," Phil admitted."What exactly could you do differently with more time?" he asked."Arms, she can't get her elbows together," Phil suggested, "The lashing looks wrong, ugly that's where she loses points, with training she would be so much more elegant." How about if she came straight from work?" he suggested."She would find it too much," Phil explained, "No she needs. That evening I couldn't think of anything else other than the following days action. I had become a real cock whore and craved his big dick badly. The following evening came, I went in the shower to clean and make sure I was ready for it, I got dressed in my shorts, tshirt and trainers (no underwear) and made my way downstairs, told the folks I was going to Johns to do a little bit studying, they said to make sure I thanked him for his help, if only they knew how I would thank him. As I walked. She was really getting off on this fat old bastard fucking her cunt with his huge prick whilst taking mine in her mouth. I didn't last long and within a few sucks I was filling her mouth with spunk. I'd expected her to push me away but she just grabbed my arse and pulled me in deeper, swallowing every last drop.Fat boy came soon after, filling her cunt with another load of spunk. "Oh, boy, I can see you and me are going to get along fine," he said, slapping her arse as he pulled out.Then, for.