I could hear the wet sucking sounds as I exploded into my orgasm. I lay there in the sweet afterglow letting soft sighs out of my mouth, catching my b...eath. I went inside and had a few beers and made some chips and cheese. Nothing was on the dish so I tuned it to tropical breezes. Which made me think Margarita time? I took a quick shower to get the sunscreen off me; I dried off and made a margarita. I was on my side leafing through the pages of Kohl’s daydreaming about the clothes I could never. I started out in gymnastics at a very young age. I developed a lot of upper body strength for a young girl. I was always challenging the boys in school to contests of strength. Whether it was arm wrestling, pull-ups or push-ups, none of them could keep up with me. I did gymnastics for a number of years until I literally outgrew it. I was heartbroken when they told me at the age of thirteen that I was too big for most of the events and not graceful enough for the others.’ ‘What did you do then?’. Ever.. oh God this is.. mmm I managed to coherently say. He then gently flicked my clit with his tongue a few times and it sent me over the edge. I felt my pussy contracting and felt the waves of intense pleasure surging through my body. Eric please dont stop, Im cumming! I nearly yelled. Eric continued to flick my clit and suck on it through my orgasm. When it had subsided, he moved up my body and kissed my lips again. I tasted myself on his mouth . Are you ready? He asked. I bit my lower lip. "It is very important especially for a young and growing boy like you. You look healthy enough, but I bet your eating habits need a lot of work." She told me to look at the silverware and then asked me which fork would I use for my salad. What? She chuckled and told me to watch what she did closely. Okay.I looked at her and while I did, I made the stupid mistake of putting my elbow on the table and started to rest my head on my hand. OOPS! The look I received was enough! She told me to always.