I figured it must be tough for him. It had been two years since his divorce from his wife, and he hadn't remarried yet. In fact he swore he'd never ge... married again. "A waste of time and energy" he told me once.At forty, he was in excellent shape physically and was unusually handsome. Not just in my eyes, but in my friends eyes too.Jeannie said that he reminded her of the guy in the Chanel perfume ads.And I had to admit that when I could put it out of my mind that he was my uncle, I'd get. I knew that once I had cum, that would be it for me and I would lose interest totally, which I guess is the same for most guys. "Oh! don't make me cum" I moaned as he took me to the brink "I thought that was what you wanted?" He asked, as he stopped sucking on my cock "I want to make you cum" I said. "How do you want to make me cum?"He asked "In my mouth if I can go through with it" I said, feeling very dirty. " Oh yes well we can only try" He said. He got up and sat on the sofa and spread his. Did I also mention that she was a PE teacher? The last lesson on Friday afternoon was always the worst for me as Miss Smales, fresh from teaching g**ls PE, would breeze into the classroom wearing a loose fitting polo shirt and short gym skirt over white frilly knickers. The sight of her long, tanned legs rising all the way to the hem of the skirt, just below the swell of her tight buttocks, and the scent of honeysuckle and jasmine wafting to my nostrils as she walked past were enough to give me. She heard voices, but not clearly enough to understand what they were saying. They were quiet a long time, then the door opened and Debbie came back in. Her face was flushed. She leaned back against the door, looking around the room. She grabbed the math book and stuffed it in Pam's hands."I'm real sorry, Pam," Debbie said. She picked up Pam's clothes and shoved them at her. "It's Dale. I've been waiting to see him all week." She paused and giggled. "He wants to fuck me. You don't mind, do you?.