"Okay, go ahead."Alyssa got on her knees between my legs and put her head tentatively over my wilted penis. "So what do I do, Momma?" Use your lips, n...t your teeth. A man's penis is very sensitive around the tip."Alyssa's tongue licked at the head of my cock. "Is this right?" Look. His erection is returning."Sure enough, my limp cock was getting pumped up. I was tempted to lift my hips and drive my cock deeper down Alyssa's throat, but I didn't want to scare the young woman or get her mother. The day was a best case scenario, and I had a newfound respect for those cheerleaders who had banded together to protect one of their own.At study hall, Mel asked me to ride home with her. I couldn’t say no, and I needed to talk more with her anyway. We bundled up and left together, hand-in-hand this time.“I’m so happy it’s not true,” I told Mel, leaning left from the passenger seat of her Grand Am.“I’m just happy to hear that despite everything, you still love me,” she smiled in ecstasy.“I. There was something nice about the mistake.“Mrs. Wilson,” McKayla murmured to herself. She liked that.“How was work today, darlin’?”“It was good...” Theo said, sliding into his chair. For the first two weeks, he’d spent a few minutes each night trying to convince McKayla to go back, that she couldn’t throw away her career for good sex.“I’m not, sweetie-pie” she’d playfully whispered in his ear. “I’d never do that...”Her tongue had briefly explored his ear before she continued.“I’m throwing it. ” She turned away and let out a plaintive sob.“My hand went out to comfort her, “Its OK Mom; don’t cry.” She pulled herself together and pouted at my embarrassment. “What must you think of me?”She leaned into me; kissing me; I could taste the drink on her lips!Now I understood; I’d never seen her drunk! She lost her balance a little, rolling into me and snuggled her cheek into my chest. Her leg slid over mine and I could feel her crotch against my thigh. My cock expanded which pressed against.