He had known I was watching, and I kind of felt embarrassed.. No one else noticed him, or me, because of both our seating position. I had a difficulty...in leaving class for the next period, because of this. I've never thought about performing orally on another male, but seemed to be aroused by what I saw that day of my teacher. I must have came 5 times masturbating of the thought of performing on him. It did not dawn on me a couple weeks later why he was viewing me from behind, when I noticed. I knew we are reaching the finale in our first love making session. Soon I was overcame with fear and tightened myself up. Then I felt his tongue in my still wet pussy as he started licking there slowly. I felt myself relax slowly as his tongue did an excellent job down there. He licked his tongue up and down my pussy while his fingers played with my trimmed pubic hair. I arched my hips up to meet his tongue and make it go deeper inside. He sensed my arousal thus increasing his pace. After a. She understood my intentions but did not say anything.Now I wanted to feel her body so I started touching her no reasons started hugging her from back to feel her ass. One day I said to her ..Mom why don’t you feed me milk as you used to in my childhood.She was in dilemma and she said now you have grown older now I cannot do that. I requested her a lot but see kept on refusing and I got angry and refused to have lunch.She is so caring that she wanted to me to eat so she got agreed she came near. “My mother Bertha adores him, but he’s a real stuck up pain in the tush,” she whispered in my ear as her tongue traced it, sending shivers down my body. “I sometimes wonder if he’s queer, because he won’t do this with me,” she purred, squeezing my swollen dick.Her tiny tits were just mounds of flesh, but what mounds! I gently rubbed my palms over them, and she sighed and thrust them against me! I was expecting a slap of disapproval, but it seemed she was enjoying my groping as her hand stroked.