After dinner, Bradley went to his study and Allison did the dishes. Chris sat in the family room watching TV."Chris, are you free to talk now?" Alliso... asked as she came into the family room a few minutes later."I'm not free, but I'm reasonable," he joked. His mother didn't smile."Maybe we had better go down to the club room where it will be a little more private." Okay," Chris said and preceded his mother through the door and downstairs. She turned and locked the door.Allison sat on the sofa. I was totally enthralled and when he said I could hold it, I couldn’t wait to grasp the wondrous appendage. It wasn’t long before my shorts and pants were round my ankles and Pete was fondling my tiny prick. I tried very hard to do as he instructed, but try as I might I couldn’t quite get it right and Pete had to get himself off. I was totally awe struck when he shot great spurts of thick white ‘stuff’ out of his cock and in seconds I had that lovely feeling of cumming but only a dry one. It. " Then she walked into my empty room. I stood there for another minute, and when no one was around to notice, I followed her into the empty classroom.Today she was wearing black leggings and a Wolverines Track and Field hoodie. Damn, those leggings. They left little to the imagination and of course, school rules said their tops had to cover their rear fully. That rarely happened. I've done several double-takes when a girl was down the hall wearing tan leggings. For all practical purposes,. You raise your body and lower your mouth over my nipples biting them and flicking them with your tongue making them hard and sore. Your hands fumble at your clothing as you free your cock from it's constrains in your pants. "Are you going to be good for me slut?" you whisper "Yes sir, Yes sir I promise" I reply my breathing jagged. Suddenly I feel your cock forced into my open mouth as you press it deep into my throat and moan out “How’s that slut! Hard enough for you?!” You plunge it into my.