.OHHH Fuckk yeahhh you perv bastard! As he was doing this it got to much for Andy as a huge hot load suddenlyhit my face with around 4 thick jets of t...e stuff! Fucking hell Andy that was a load & half lol’ Turned out I was the first one he had done anything with like this before bless him’ I made sure I got as much of it as I could in my mouth & gulped it down’ Wow that was hot & tasty lol’ As I was saying this I was lifted up then basically got my clothes ripped off me in seconds so I was. Swallow it all its good stuff. Can we go now.You can go but you come to my house after school on Tuesday and you can come on Thursday. And I will give you some more training.With that the two lads shot out the barn.Are your mum and dad home. YesYou had better come to mine and get cleaned up. We snuck out the back door. I rang mum to say I was off to my friends house. It was only a short distance over the fence to bens place. He took me up to the bathroom. Get undressed I will sponge your. Her legs were always covered in regulation dark tan or American tan nylons, which in the late 1970s I had always assumed were pantyhose, as my Mum wore them. However things took a turn one evening when sat opposite Jean at my house. I had not really looked at Jean as a sex object when she visited, however on this particular occasion I was sat opposite her in our living room. She was talking with my Mother and paying no attention to me, Jean had a her black shiny slingback heels on, and I. I tell you that they are fiction but that I love to do everything I write about in them. You look at me and then lightly and quickly run your hand on my thigh so that no one notices. More jokes are being told and you are making more and more comments. You lean in and quietly tell me you want to see if I can live up to a story I have written. I laugh and tell you that I can. You look at me with a serious look on your face and tell me to prove it. You ask where I live and I tell you. You tell me.