About ten minutes later she stepped out of the bathroom, her long brown hair wet down her back and a towel wrapped from her underarms down. ‘Andrew,...do you have a blow dryer?’ ‘Yeah, I put it in your room for you.’ When she was finished drying her hair she returned, now dressed in a tank top and shorts. She sat next to me on the sofa and surprised me by giving me a hug. ‘Thanks, Andrew, it means a lot,’ she said with a smile. ‘I don’t know what I’d do without you.’ ‘I know what I’d do without. My wife never was able to give oral sex with such passion.She had confessed to me, ten years later once we met alone in her house, she all of a sudden felt a lust for me after she noticed I was looking at her cleavage and she is not a bad character or sex maniac. She never had any feelings for me nor for any young boys till then and looked at me as her son only. It was only a spur of the moment action and she could not explain how this idea went into her.She apologized to me if it had hurt me. "Good morning, Ma'am.May I help you?" he said curtsying. She told him she was here to pick upher husband so he ushered her to a seat in the living and went off to getMiss Satin.In a moment, Miss Satin came in and greeted her. "Is that what I canexpect from Walt?" Jean asked."That depends what you mean," Miss Satin explained. "If you are askingwhether Walt will act like that when you take him home you are quiteright. However, if you are asking about today that is a different story.You see. The art teacher faces me again, and again she looks down, and again I follow her look and we both see my fully erect penis, I stand in front of her utterly exposed and utterly turned on, my cock is rigid, it is making me feel light headed, it makes me shake with excitement, and she carries on looking at it, at me, at my tight scrotum, exposed now, at the seam of my scrotum, at its hairs, at my equally full testicles, and these feel heavy, these feel huge with unspent cum, at the ridge on the.