She kept whispering to herself "Oh, yeah, right there Wayne. Touch me. Rub my clit. That's it. Squeeze my titty. You're gonna make me cum Wayne. Keep ...oing it like that." As she talked and moaned, I could tell her hand was having success because I could feel her pushing her hips up and down as though it was my cock ramming into her and not just her fingers. As the minutes dragged on, I noticed a change in her breathing. It became deeper and her breath came a bit quicker. Now she had stopped. We think you’re a talented young lady who has lots of potential. But you need to step up your act, okay? Now have fun. Bye sweetheart.” With that, she unbraided my hair, blew me a kiss, and left the room. I sighed, time to go to work.--- 4 hours later, I was sitting at my desk, fantasizing about Brad. He was the hottest guy I had ever met. I was so unprepared to meet him; I thought about giving my dad a lecture for not warning me about Brad. I always had the upper hand with guys, and when my. Through thepassing of the weeks of that first month, I was allowed to unbuckle hisbelt, pull his zipper down, cup my hand inside his pants and pull hiserection free to my waiting and eager hand. I was sometime allowed topulled his trousers and pants down to caress his big hairy balls, butalways, without failed I would pleasure him in the end.Whenever he came around, or we had the chance, he would asked me to goand put something on, which in these early days was difficult, as theonly thing I had. She became out of control and was biting me and scratching me with her nails. Her moans were becoming louder. I decided to let her blow off once, so that she is a bit relaxed. Soon she reached on climax ……… she was moaning …… aaaaahhhhhhhh oooooooogggghhhhhhhhhh please enter your tool, I can’t bear it any more.She turned and came on me, but I did not leave rubbing her clit. She was badly jerking and crying with joy and urge of sex. I then licked her wet pussy and she was becoming mad. I.