She could just keep telling herself that.Her voice carried through my door. "Honey, we'll talk later, okay? Frank and I have to get ready for the part... tonight!"I didn't really care whether or not she got married. But did she have to get married to the father of a bullying jock? Besides the fact that my mother had held me back a year before sending me into the first grade, I landed myself into a psychiatric ward at the age of sixteen when I took a few too many pain killers. Apparently, they. It explains how the first cum tasting experience happened and our discovery of something called "Devotional Sex". Later in my other recounting of our experiences, I will go back in time as to how we met and how our desires developed into all sorts of play including Pegging.We have been together for about 15 years and we are madly in love with each other and we always say our sex life just keeps on getting better... Because it does. I will write in the future stories as a Blog style after. When I finally got my own man bush I would there with the women and stroke my meat till I shot a huge load all over their bush. Man oh man that was the bomb. The first time I blasted a load all over granny's bush I felt like a man! Then my aunt and finally mom. Then after several loads blasted on granny she busted me again. She told me that should be inside her not outside. She had me push my cock into her and bang her as she played with her clitty. We both came at the same time and filled her. Usually when I got into her classroom, I immediately went to my seat in back and started thinking about her naked. By the time class started I would have an advanced hard-on, and get busy stroking it. In fact I could feel myself swelling a little bit now.Miss Adair asked if either of us needed relief. I was surprised that Rosie didn't take her up on it, she who wants sex every chance she gets.Miss Adair looked at my swelling member. "You sure, Pat?"I shook my head. "Not yet."I didn't touch.