He kept trying too hard and she had to impress upon him that harder was not better by squeezing his balls a little too hard. That got his attention a...d his touches became far more gentle and pleasing. Donnie had recovered sufficiently to accept a beer from his friends and a couple of high fives too; he then found a spot where he could watch as he sipped away at the chilled bottle. Rachel soothed Ben’s balls by sucking each one into her mouth and tenderly rolling them around with her tongue;. If he has to work, he can’t have a job that keeps him in the office late at night.”“I need him home at the same time every evening so I can have dinner ready for him.”“After dinner, he needs to take me upstairs and fuck me until I can’t walk.”All I could say was, “Wow mom -- that was intense!”Her eyes opened and she immediately looked at me and said, “I’m sorry Bobby, some of those things that I just said you shouldn’t have heard.”“What’s for dinner tonight?” I asked her.“Oh dear ... I need to. I almost cried again, but from the tenderness in which he was using his wonderfully long fingers. But then I felt the heat, the sting, and instead of smelling my own arousal I caught the scent of mint. He was applying toothpaste to my clit and just under it too, inflaming my urethra. I wanted to squirm but the rope that held me to the sawhorse prevented even a fraction of an inch in any direction. Instead of sudden tears, I yelped and began pleading to go the bathroom. The intensity of the mint. What was uppermost in both of their minds, though, was that in another week, neither would have any "legitimate" excuse to spend lots of time with the other.It was Friday, and the final exams were in Bob's briefcase, ready to be graded. He had issued the test in the morning, and all of the kids had turned it in before lunch. That was a good sign, though he'd planned it that way, so they could take off early. Cecelia had said she needed to run an errand, so he was sitting at a table in the.