His cock stuck out so far that it left an open gap that i could see his pubes and the base of his shaft. Then I got down on my knees, and raped my fin...ers around the waistband of the underwear. I started to pull them down slowly. my eyes followed the underwear all the way down. When they were down at his ankles I looked up and his rod was right in front of my face. Then I wrapped both my hands around his meat and started to pump it slowly. He tilted his head back and let out a moan. Then he. After a few minutes I could sense that he was close to a climax so I slowed the pace down gradually to just a gentle stroke every 2 or 3 seconds. When nothing happened for a while, I speeded up for a few strokes before slowing it right down again. This technique was clearly getting him close so I put my thumb and forefinger around the head of his cock and caressed it softly with a featherlight touch until a large creamy white droplet of cum oozed out. I placed my open mouth over the tip and. And for the ten thousandth time I came to the conclusion that Molly hadn't given me a single scrap of evidence that she loved me. She was obsessed by Peter.So, the only possible explanation of Peter's reported view that she was in love with me must be a simple mistake on his part, or paranoia as I had suggested. For a moment I did wonder if in some domestic argument, or even the argument and discussions that must have followed him discovering me in his bed, whether Molly had hurled a little gem. I did math tutoring for kids referred to me by the local high schools and community college, and a couple times a week I filed returned books at the library after it closed down for the night. Math geeks love the Dewey Decimal System, I guess, and Ms. Walker, the head librarian, was a nice lady. She would stop and ask how I was doing, and always waited for me to finish before she left for the night.Even though Sharon didn't finish high school, she surprised me with her talents when it came to.