I was worthless the rest of the day and took more than my share of abuse during football practice. Concentration was impossible. My mom, the tough, no...nonsense teacher spent the afternoon walking around in pantyhose filled with my cum. Another thought occurred to me. My mom had masturbated. It was naughty, even a sin, for me to beat off but it was okay for my mom to play with her pussy? I wanted it to happen again, but sadly the exchange was was a one time deal.CHAPTER THREEEarly Mass at eight. I, the suave Spanish gentleman, also a student but fluent in English thanks to having spent many summers in Ireland and the UK. We glanced at each other several times in class, and after a few days of eventually I approached you and introduced myself. During the next few days we found ourselves spending more time with each other, until I asked you out. You gladly agreed… Early that evening I take you to a small village to the south of Granada. The white sand of this beach on Spain’s southern. Azelia tries to keep an even pace on another early run, keeping trying to keep her dilemma off her mind while hoping to see a cute human woman or two. When she rounds a bend in her route, her wish comes true. She sees a fast walking woman ahead of her. She is wearing a dark blue shirt that from even a distance is at least a size too small and a pair of similarly tight black running shorts. As she approaches the woman, Azelia glances down to watch the cute, round cheeks of this woman’s ass. I work on you slowly building up the tension in your body till you can't take it no more. I move my mouth down your shaft kissing my way down, till I reach your balls, massaging them in my hand, I take them in my mouth. Sucking in one then the other into my mouth. Licking the space between them with my tongue, giving your balls the same attention I gave you cock. Keeping one hand on your balls, I move my other hand up to your back and scratch your lower back lightly for the time being, getting.