Quick mental note taken of the homework, I stopped in front of Ms Cole's desk. She had finished writing and was now stood up and slightly bent forward... rummaging through her black laptop case which she used to bring whatever equipment she needed for school. But there was something in front of me that caught my eye more than books and pens. Her large, tanned, saggy tits were hanging down against her tight vest, giving me a full down-shirt shot of her breasts. The heat from the day was showing on. "Mmmm, dirty boy, looks like you've done that before! Like the taste of cum? I think you'll like the taste of pussy better!"She scooted up and her pussy was within inches of my face. I could smell the rich heat of her. She pulled the fingers from my mouth. "You want to, don't you?" She asked."Yes!" I blurted. "But I never......" I'll teach you, just go with the flow. I think you'll love it!" She lifted up a little and her pussy hovered over my face. I lifted up to kiss it but she was out of. I think that can go quickly though. The question then is back to any painting or other things.”“Okay, that makes sense. Do you like the outside color?”“Yes, it works. The house neither vanishes nor looks garish.”“That leaves the inside. I want my bedroom repainted a different color with new carpet.”“I don’t see a problem with that. I do think all the rooms should have the same carpet color though that’s not vital. We can pick a paint color and then carpet. Those are pretty quick fixes. How. What was I supposed to say? "You bet I had a great time with your mom. I boffed her about six times so I'm glad you were gone because she was really loud." Good. That's what she said. Good. What did she mean by that? "I'll bet you and my mom did 'and stuff' together last night because the divorce was final." She was twelve. Did she know about the birds and the bees? Amazingly, some kids that age don't. Others are educated way beyond what they should be. Which one was she? I gave Elsa a quick.