I WANTED TO BOLT BUT I WAS FROZEN WITH FEAR.SHE SAID ‘NINO’ ‘I WANT TO SHOW YOU SOMETHING” I THINK I HAVE A RASH’. SHE REMOVED HER HANDS FOM...MY LEG AND BEGAN TO UNBUTTON HER SILK BLOUSE.SHE UNBUTTONED ALL OF THE BUTTONS ON THE BLOUSE AND OPENED HER BLOUSE TO EXPOSE TWO LOW HANGING BREASTS WITH VERY LARGE PINK NIPPLES. I WAS SURPRISED AS THE NIPPLES LOOKED SO YOUNG AND FRESH. THEY WERE CORAL PINK AND NOT VEINED.SHE SAID SOMETHING ABOUT HER RASH AND I ONLY REMEMBER PUTTING MY HEAD TO HER BREASTS. Well, he just sort of mumbled some stuff and I sat looking at my feet. “It's okay Dad, we do have sex ed at school,” I said. That was it. Job done, he scarpered back downstairs to safety. I pull my legs up and deftly flip the top half of the duvet down with the soles of my feet. A trick I've been perfecting for a few weeks. Forcing my hand through the fly hole, I hear a tiny rip, a stitch giving way I suppose. I pull the warm, smooth skin of my dick back to expose my helmet to the chilly air in. “Julie, just how old are you?”“I’ll be seventeen next month,” she said, smiling.“Kiddo, for whatever it’s worth, the lessons took. I sure never got a blow job like that when I was sixteen! Hell, I’m not sure I ever got a blow job when I was sixteen! You are one piece of work,” I said approvingly.A big smile suffused her pretty face. “Thanks! Thanks a lot! I appreciate that.”I stood up and helped her to her feet. Smiling, we dressed. I offered to take her to lunch, but she declined. Classes.. I almost forgot, it wasn't my cock doing the entering, as Ibrought her legs up. It felt strange, I felt I needed to come. My owncock strained at its harness. I whispered to Gloria, "Please, let mecum." There was no answer. I directed the dildo to her opening. Shespread her lips. But the cock my still soft. "It's not hard," I said."Well make it hard." "You want me to masturbate a dildo?" I felt like a fool, jerking off this dildo. As I stroked it,it started to respond. It was almost scary, it I.