Are you ready for an action?I smiled. She took me to the bed, made me lie down facing the bed showing my back .She pulled off my towel. I was in my in...er. I felt shy actually a little. She screamed. I am going to make your scream tonight baby, you are my slave.She pulled out my panty with her teeth immediately. I was nude before her. She took of the Nuru gel from her hand bag. She poured the gel all over my back .She massaged like a porn star .She rubbed over my ass, shoulders. She opened my. Badass, speaking of which, remember we still have weight class so we should carb up at lunch. Sounds good man, considering weight class will start after. The bell rang and we headed to Mrs. Bailys class, our new homeroom teacher. Wow! I’ve never met her, she’s gorgeous. I elbowed Mark, whose jaw was unhinged. Thanks man, sorry I lost myself there. Mrs.Bailey taught Biology and science both recent favorites.Homeroom was rather dull as she called attendance and then went over the syllabus for the. Holding my head, guiding my mouth, using me. He started to slow fuck my mouth.I thought. Well this is certainly going to change our relationship.My fingers stayed on his nipples, tugging, pulling, rolling them as I wanted to give him maximum pleasure. It seemed to be working, as his legs shook a little while he continue to work his cock in and out of my mouth.He was content to be pleasured by me, he was content to fuck my mouth for a long time. I realized he had tremendous stamina and I was. John was learning to live with the pain, recognizing that it would always be there, buried deep inside of him.His personality had changed a bit also. He was a more quiet, more gentle man. Where before he had been impatient with the incompetence or inconsideration of others, he now was more tolerant, more forgiving. At least he had broken out of the wall that he had erected. He attended more school social functions, had dinner out with friends and, yes, even dated occasionally although never.