"Kevin!"A yell behind me stopped me in my tracks; I glanced back and discovered Natasha heading for me like a World War Two destroyer chasing down a U...boat. People were clearing the way as she ploughed towards me. The look on her face helped push people clear of her path and warned me that all was not right with the world."Natasha," I said calmly when she arrived."Is it true?" she demanded."Is what true?" I replied confused."Is it true that Johnny Rogers beat you up this morning?" she asked."I. They were trying to bore their way through the material of her bra. I was fighting the urge to grasp them. I just sat and stared at those glorious melons. I noticed mum’s eyes were looking down… I was not sure if just to avert our eyes from meeting or whether she was interested in the bulge forming in my shorts. “Come closer mum” Hesitantly she took a couple of small steps forward. I could now easily reach out and take hold of the soft fleshy tits… and with still the same bravado that I seem to. Ted Michaels had passed the clothes-requiring break in fencing when he heard a yelp, followed by a moan. Since there wasn’t supposed to be anybody here, but there clearly was, he sneaked closer to inspect things.“I love you so much!”“I’ll always love you!”Ted stopped short. The sounds were those of sex; he knew those sounds well. But the voices ... they sounded like children. Maybe these were a couple of really young teenagers?Well, if they were really young teenagers maybe he should just go on. He stared at her crotch, at the dark, trimmed bush."Jimmy, take your clothes off," Gail said.He stood and removed his shirt and then his shorts and briefs. His thin, hard cock stood away from his body with that cute upward curve. There was no pubic hair which made him look so clean -- and young. His hands immediately covered it.Gail grabbed his arm and climbed onto the bed, pulling him with her. He followed like a lamb, and when she stretched out on her back he willingly let her pull him on top.