I was a born voyeur. I loved the surprise viewing, the forbidden glance, the occasional deliberate flash from a stranger.I remembered each and every s...ecial event of this kind that I'd ever witnessed -- the coed back at school in the opposite wing of the dorm -- the one who never pulled her shades. I figured there were a couple of dozen of us who still remembered her!The girl at the bus stop whose starched blouse, a bit too large, gapped open between the buttons and displayed her large, bare. He said, 'There is a God and he's smiling at me.'"And the little shit still kept flirting with me. He trotted out the Irish blarney and slathered it all over me -- and Natalie. Of course, Natalie loved it; she was already head over heels for him."Anyway, they got Sherry then George over for a study group a couple nights a week. And they..."She told me how the kids and Don kept praising her, making her feel special, how they consulted her and asked for her help. In fact, they brought a couple. He stroked me a few times then he cleared his desk and told me to hop up. I hopped on the desk in front of him and spread my legs. He leaned over and licked the head which was electrifying, then moved down till my little dick was in his mouth. He sucked and bobbed his head. While sucking he played with my balls. After a couple of minutes I started shaking, he pushed his head down to the base, and reached up and pinched my nipple. A bolt of lightning shot from my dick to my nipple and I jumped.. I couldn’t remember the last time I was this turned on.Mom though… she was sucking with a crazed enthusiasm. She did it like it was the best thing in the world. I couldn’t see exactly what she was doing but the sensual moans and the way her cheeks hollowed as she went up to his tip suggested that she was more than a willing participant.God, I wished it was my dick that she was sucking.“M-Mommy, I’m going to cum soon!”Mom pulled away almost immediately. “Oh my, we can’t have that, can we?”She.