It really was a lot of fun. She then said that she had a secret to share but I had to promise not to tell anyone, ever. I agreed of course. “The ...oys”, she said, “are only 17.” My first thought was, “Oh Shit!!” But my second thought was, “is there more?” Ashley then confided in me that she had a taste for young sex. Not real real young, but at least in their teens. Under the guise of using them as babysitters Ashley had a regular group of the neighborhood teens than she engaged in sex. It was the first time I had done anything like this with another man. I didn't quite know what to do, he grabbed the back of my head and proceeded to fuck my mouth. I was getting used to the taste of his cock and entered into the spirit of sucking his cock. He was moaning and eventually ejaculated down the back of my throat, it tasted salty but not unpleasant.After he had cum in my mouth I stood up and with my trousers and underwear on the spare stool my cock was rock hard. The headmaster. "how do your buttocks feel after what I did to them last week?" she inquired. "OK," he muttered nervously. "How long did you have trouble sitting down?" she asked. "A few days," he replied. "How does your penis feel? Is it healed?" He blushed deeply and nodded silently. "I need to examine you to make sure you're healing up properly," she said matter-of-factly. "Drop your pants and underwear." Becoming totally alarmed now, he stuttered, "please don't, everything's fine." Before he had a. The senator whimpered. Sheached so badly. She was so empty. "The... no. I need more. Idon't... god... I..."Her soaking wet pussy lips separated slightly. Senator O'Neal couldbarely breathe as the fire raged through her body, burning out rationalthought. Her hand reached between her legs of their own accord and thewoman's knees trembled as all five of her fingers touched her swollenmound. She held her fingers together, turning her wrist to reach aswell as she could.Senator O'Neal's.