Seeing his mother sleepingbeside him, her beautiful brown tits fully in his view,was more than enough to convince him that the previousdays activities...couldn't be a one time thing. He rolledup onto his side and slid over towards his mother untilhe was inches from her naked flesh. There was no way hecould resist.He wanted to deliver his first touches perfectly. Fromwhat she had said the night before he wasn't sure whatshe had in mind, but he was worried she might say no.Judging from the pre-cum. ”I did as she asked and then, to my utter amazement Miss Ferguson undid the button at her waist and, with a little shuffling dance she eased her beautiful black pencil skirt down over her hips and off her feet. She hung the skirt over her chair. I had always assumed that Miss Ferguson wore tights. Not so! Black hold up stockings with darker lace tops complimented frilly black French knickers. She slid these down, daintily stepped out of them and folded them neatly onto her desk.I hadn’t. Almost every trip to the mother superior’s office was the scene of her degrading submission to the biting whip she kept displayed on the wall behind her desk to frighten new students into total obedience.She decided to let her class out a few minutes early because too many of the girls were pleading for bathroom relief after drinking too much iced tea at lunchtime. These silly girls with their inability to hold their bladders for a duration of a single class was astonishing to her because she. I pulled my own cock out of my trousers and started jacking off. The scenes on the TV were getting steamy. A hot blonde woman was taking two cocks into her. “Oh my god, I think I'm gonna come this time...” he said. Suddenly, with a small yelp of excitement, James ejaculated all over his hand and stomach. I looked on and came myself a few seconds later. That was the first night we had any sort of a sexual experience together. But it certainly not the last.A few years later, we had both enrolled.