When she passed the fish-monger's establishment on the second corner, she saw the muscular worker who always smiled and greeted her with a cordial "Go...d Day to you mum". It was as though he saw through her subterfuge and recognized her for upper crust gentry. Today she paused momentarily and responded to the large fellow's greeting."And a good day to you, sir. I would be remiss if I did not thank you for your daily courtesy. Have you worked here very long?"The man smiled widely exhibiting. My mother knew that I would never leave my father. I was eighteen when my dad started touching me. I can still remember the first time he slipped his hand inside my panties. He had come into my room to kiss me good night, I was lying in bed and I was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of pink panties, when daddy leaned over and kissed me on my forehead, that’s when I felt a tug on my waistband. When I looked down I saw my dad’s hand caressing my small warm pussy for the first time. “Hush baby. .. Yeah... Sure." I replied awkwardly. As I stood up and met her at the door she turned round to leave as well. I felt pretty cheeky and there was no one else around so I got in real close and grinded my bulge on her ass on the way out. When I was at the end of the corridor I looked back and saw her piercing eyes glaring at me. Shit, She noticed. I thought.I did an awkward jog to the bathroom and repositioned my junk so it wouldn't bulge so much in class. I thought aboutMrs M's lucious. I controlled my moans and finished the conversation quickly. I told him I was ready to date him. He was happy, and so was I. My heart was happy as it was being satisfied, but so was my body.My body is experiencing the best sex of my life. John removed my pants as soon as I cut the call. He kept my legs on the table and removed my panty. There was not much foreplay of love-making. He knew what my body wanted. He removed his pants, and I started stroking his big, strong dick.God, I could stroke.