.. I've never had a dick before, but instinctively knew I needed to kiss, to lick, to stroke it.Kneeling before you, you wave your rock hard cock in f...ont of me.. across my virgin mouth.. finally, my tongue catches the tip and you hold it still. My tongue traces hungrily around the head, noting how bulbous it is. My hand reaches up and beings to stroke it, up and down as your dickhead parts my lips. Feeling your hands on the back of my head, and hearing a moan from your mouth, you are enjoying. " Ms. McLean said almost pouting."I didn't, but sweetie you come out of this office every day smelling of sex. You come out of my office, a known lesbian's office. You're behind locked doors for hours with me alone. Then you go to class glowing like you just got laid. Some of your straight students might have no idea but I'm sure the lesbians in the class have caught on and it would not be that hard to trace you back to here."Ms. Mclean just looked at her with shocked look on her face."What. "Well he better be at the field when we go by or home soon or he's gonna miss out." Daddy said before filling his mouth with a big bite."Oh?" my mom asked curiously."Yeah... I figured we could all go golfing today." Dad replied.Immediately my ears perked up upon hearing this. I hadn't ever been allowed to go golfing with the three of them. I'd been taken to a driving range and practiced often but never actually got to go out and play despite even having my own custom clubs mom and dad had. By the time we got into my flat, I didn't know what was going to happen. I was in my place with a hot French woman and my sexy-looking ex. And the geek, who it turned out to be the boy of a family that the French woman worked for as an au pair. Anyway, I opened some wine and we all settled down to some drinking. I put some music on, Grace Jones "Warm Leatherette" and then Talking Heads "77". The conversation was slow and a bit dull. The girls dancing had kept me partially entertained. Suddenly,.