O'Grady danced back out of the kitchen and set my coffee in front of me. Hot and black, just like I like it. She started complaining that there was no...good news from Europe anymore, grabbed Joe and Charlie's dirty dishes and took them back in the kitchen to wash them. Myself, I had mixed the honey into the oatmeal and was eating it as fast as I could before it hardened. By the time I was working on the sweet roll, Mrs. O' was back to take the empty oatmeal bowl to wash. I swear she never sat. She seemed to study me for a long time after that. But, she never said another word about it. She never asked again. I was greatly relieved about that.Things kept up that way for awhile. Every other night, she would show up, exhausted and dripping from an encounter with another guy. And, she would tell me all about it ... every little detail, while keeping us both very close to orgasm until she reached the part about how it felt to have another man cum inside her. About two weeks later, she. It was with a friend at my house at age 16. He came over to spend the night. I waited tell I thought he was asleep. We were both in our underwear so this was my chance to look at his cock up close. I slowly tried to take down his underwear when he woke up. Fuck I was caught. He said, "What are you doing!" Damn I did not know what to say. I just looked at him. My face red as hell. Then he said, "Do you want to see my Cock?" Then I said, "Well I was Well...." Then he started to take down his. I sucked her gently , being sure she wanted that, but her body language had no problem with that. She pushing her sweet young virgin pussy into my face, smothering me as I continued to lick and tasted her. Then the moans again and I knew I was onto a promise, her thighs stretching outwards even wider as I gave get a real good licking and sucking out, this pussy would be so good for me, I'd never had a virgin before, I would do it so gently , I was intent on her enjoying her first fuck with.