She went to her knees and started nibbling my shaft through my underwear.Her tongue was fantastic on my head as it poked above my waistband of my brie...s. My briefs were around my ankle and she was licking my balls. It was fantastic. My toes were curling by the time my dick was in back in her mouth. I couldn’t resist. I started thrusting my hips and pushing my cock deep into the back of her throat. Martha’s hands were on my hips to control my thrusting but I was fucking her mouth, nonetheless. I. Maybe it was the fact that I got straight A's and she barely avoided flunking out every year. There was no way she saw me as a romantic rival, with my braces, stick-like figure and frizzy hair.It wasn't that I wanted attention from boys. I was really close friends with the guys from the Star Trek fan club, but they didn't see me as at all sexual. I don't think they quite realized that I was the same species as the cheerleaders they spent their lunch hours hopelessly ogling. And I didn't want. Even if it isn't true.”As Brenda continued to look through the first big box, Tommy opened the small one and took out the first wallet.“Oh my God! Gran is that you and Granddad?” he said staring at a small black and white picture of a naked woman with the cock of an equally naked man in her mouth.Brenda could feel herself blushing as she looked at a photograph she had not seen in forty years. In fact, she had forgotten all about the box of pornographic pictures her husband Bill had taken over. "Renée looked around again. "Let's discuss that later, okay?" I could feel how nervous she was. Whether it was what I had just asked her or her near paranoia.Her reactions made the craziness of the idea so much more surreal, but I could feel it in my head, as if the idea had taken true form and had a weight all its own. "So this ability of mine is what, magical?"Renée shook her head tightly. "We shouldn't talk about it here." It seems to me that it won't matter where we talk about it. We'll be.