”I looked up at him and for a split second he saw hesitation and defiance in my face, his hand struck me across the cheek and he advanced on me.“S...ow me now!”He grabbed my arm and pulled it towards his groin. I didn’t dare refuse and my fingers groped clumsily for his zip. I needed both hands and I had to let him see my pathetic, hard little cock which betrayed my innermost desires at this moment. I managed to pull down the zip and slipped my hand inside. I could feel him through the cotton of. He pulled my boobs out of my bra and started pressing it. He started biting my nipples and continued doing that for a couple minutes. He brought his nose to my armpit and started smelling it. He licked my armpits for about a minute. He brought his face up and bit my lower lip and pushed his tongue in. I opened my mouth and he started sucking my tongue. He played with my tongue for some time. He pushed my uniform up and started licking my navel. He was pressing my hips while doing so. He. But mentally, he still knew his stuff. So I just propositioned him right there to let me be his hands and his back, but we'd fix it together. To my astonishment, he agreed with no hesitation. He bought a twistjack, some lag bolts and a bag of mints, before we headed back. No way in hell he could have gotten that jack home in the scooter.When we arrived back, Mama Kate had started an Apple pie and some fried corn. She didn't need to butter me up, but if you're gonna do it; Do it to death! She. I was woken next morning by Mum, in her nightie, coming back through the door from her morning pee, and she gave me a kiss good morning, including a quick thrust of her tongue, and then stood at the bench brewing coffee. I was dying for a piss myself and crawled out of my bag and stood to go outside. Mum looked at my morning piss-proud hardon that was pushing out the front of my underpants and smiled and ran her tongue suggestively round her lips. I stuck my tongue out at her and went outside.