“Listen, I remember doing a lot of things last night, and some of them were out of line. I am sorry about that, Jenny,” she said.“You called me ...ddie, last night Ma’am,” I pouted.“I know, but you are Jenny until my mom says otherwise. I am trying to apologize, and you aren’t making it any easier,” she said as she stood naked before me. I tried not to get aroused, but I wasn’t having a lot of luck. She smiled when she noticed my red face as I looked at my toes.“Look, what happens when I babysit. Part of me wanted to panic but feeling a cock in my mouth was too amazing. I loved how the shape of the head felt on my tongue, especially as slid towards my throat. So I just gave myself to the experience.As my head moved up and down my universe shrank until there was nothing but me and his cock. The taste changed as I sucked, from what I now know is pre-cum, and that taste flamed the fire inside me. My head was moving up and down and he was making small thrusting motions.I had always been a. I'm telling you this not to flatter you, not to make you feel better. It's a simple fact that he adores you. But remember that Ron is like any of the other boys around here - immature and clueless. Deep down, he wants you. But on the other hand, he's a teenage male, and the school is filled with teenage girls. His eye will wander here and there until some girl grabs him. But he is already very close to you, and so you have an advantage over everyone else. Don't be shy with him - encourage him,. ’Fact that I determined in the next couple of days – she’s NOT insatiable. She’s quick to reach orgasm. She just LIKES us coupling, mating, stimulating, touching, caressing, snuggling.“We CAN, Bob! Any time we want.”So we did. For the next few days we saw sunlight long enough to meet dietary requirements. We’d dash out to eat, dash right back home, and find out things about each other.I have limits. Blonde, blue-eyed, hundred pounds, a fingertip (not the one she has me wrapped around) flipped.