From then on Justin paid careful attention to what Nanny was wearing. She was really old, probably in her 30’s, thought Justin, but she became the ...entre of his teenage masturbatory fantasies. He couldn’t actually remember what her first name was, she was called Nanny by the family. He didn’t really talk to her, just observed, he was actually scared that she would think he was a peeping tom. A few days after the first pink upskirt incident Justin noticed that Nanny was wearing a long pleated. When I'd been looking, one of the properties shown me was a fair size retail premises. It was double fronted and on a busy main road with unrestricted parking outside. To the rear was a large area that was ideal for a studio, hence why I was shown it. Above was a largish flat. It was totally inappropriate for my needs but matched almost perfectly what my brainwave had thought up.The studio at the rear was ideal for Lucy and the shop perfect for a gallery selling our ware. Well it was actually. She let him put her hand on his bulge and stroked him timidly through his pants. “Ben, help me,” she whispered. “Tell me it’s all right.”Ben looked her in the eyes and said “It’s all right. It’s going to be all right.”“Are you just going to fuck me and leave me?”“No,” he said. “I want this to last.”“What will we tell Mom?”“No one ever has to know but us. I swear.”“Kiss me,” she said, and he did, passionately, intensely. Now with an urgency they both felt, they tugged off both of their tops and. I had to taste him! I unzipped his pants leaving him naked before me. As I lowered my self to the ground I wrapped my hand around the base of is throbbing cock followed by my mouth. Mmm his musky smell enveloped me as I circled his cock with my tongue. I took my time making luscious love to him taking him completely in my mouth time and time again. I wanted to bring him to the edge but not over, not yet. As I licked him he.