Now I really did like Vivienne and would have loved to have asked her out, if she hadn't been Barry's sister. Right from the beginning I was sure that...the adventure was going to be a mistake. I must admit that I probably enjoyed Vivienne's company more than any other girl I took out in my teenage years. But we were young, Vivienne was only fourteen where Barry and I were fifteen, coming on sixteen I think. Anyway as I said Vivienne was somewhat infatuated with me, as was her younger twelve or. I was going to head to the bathroom to get off when she asked me for a glass of water. I was relived for a moment to move away. Dirty thoughts raced in and out of my head. With my back turned, I ran a hand over my tits and squeezed one. When I returned with the water, she had covered herself up and I was disappointed. I turned and walk towards my coffee cup when I heard her rise and place the baby in the bassinet. I turned and found her a few inches from me, wet round spots were forming on her. She was trembling. ‘Are you ok?’ I said. ‘Yes, just a little nervous. Promise me..’, ‘No-one will ever know,’ I said, ‘anyway, it’s only a massage, what could be wrong with that?’. ‘I wasn’t born yesterday!’ she said, ‘I know exactly what you have in mind! Funny, I never had you down as a naughty boy!’, ‘And I never had you down as a bad girl either!’ I said and we both laughed.I began stroking her long, jet black hair and her face. She smelt amazing and I kissed her neck, her face and then. My head almost popped when she carefully so slowly fit my entire cock inch by inch down her throat, her big hazel eyes kept staring at my face while she sucked my cock with such passion; ever so slowly with long wet strokes. Her warm breath melted my cock inside her mouth as her sloppy mouth got spit hanging off her chin; she kept staring at me saying “does your mom suck your cock like this?” “is your mom this nasty?”I couldn’t hold a breath long enough to say anything, she grabbed my cock and.