The feeling of sliding the full length of my cock in and out my mouth during that session is a memory I cherish. I’m in my early 40’s now and as h...rny, or more horny, than ever. Oral sex from the wife is a distant memory. My manual masturbation routine is very good and allows me to further develop my sexual fantasies however, something was missing. I recently decided to return to my roots of performing auto fellatio and began that familiar stretching routine from back in college. I go to the. East and some of the naughty but very exciting things I got up to at my paternal grandparents home. Now, I'm not going to be going into lurid details of being bum ****d by my grandpa or sticking my juvenile cocklet in my grandma's cunt because it wasn't like that. But those times DID set the trend for my life of sluttyness to some degree. Most Saturdays wnen the footy season was on my Dad and his two brothers would go off to Ayresome Park to watch the Boro play. I wasnt particularly sporty,. Sorry...” I stammered. She turned the water off and stepped out of the steaming shower, I starting feeling hotter and it wasn’t from the shower heat. “Hey can you towel me down? I can’t reach everywhere” Eboni said seductively. Faster than superman I found a towel and started to rub up her back. When I was done I handed her the towel.“What cant u do my front?” she pouted. I slowly placed the towel on her neck, drying slowly as I go, and then trailing down to her breasts. “Wow you have really. They were checking the pipes when they noticed something. There was no water. "hey Bertie, come check this out" Alf exclaimed, calling his mate over to where he was standing. They looked at the clear pipes, which were empty. "no water running through them. did you turn the pipes off last night?" "no" Alf replied, scratching his head. "we'll just have to close the facilities down for a bit" Bertie added, sending a message to the headmistress of the academy.A short while passed, and Miss Buxton.