"Liz, have you ever kissed a boy? Not your Mom or Dad or any relative but just a boy friend or something like that." She said once at a friend's house...playing Spin-the-Bottle at a birthday party. "How was it?" I asked. "Just Ok' she replied. Did you enjoy it? "I don't know, it was so fast. I really don't think the boy had his heart in to it." Can you show me. Liz got a little pink in the face. You would think we were past that. She got up and walked over to me and gave me a quick peck on the. “Now, what happens when I let go of the balloon?”“It’ll fly around like a chicken with its head cut off,” she states without waiting for anyone to respond, then she lets go and the balloon does exactly that. “Now, when the balloon was in my hands, it was in a state of rest. When I let go, the forces impressed on it was the air being released from the balloon, propelling it forward.”As class ends, I stay after to talk with Nerd girl. “So Chelsey, I suppose we should exchange numbers if we’re. My cock was so incredibly hard!I told Slave Boy that he could jerk himself off and he started rubbing his cock through the speedo just as I had done to him earlier.Any second during this I could have increased my tempo and started cumming myself, I wanted to savour it and I was OK to wait for Slave Boy to cum again. For what felt like eternity, I was on the edge of cumming when finally Slave Boy started breathing harder as his orgasm approached. That was enough for me to loose my self control. I want you to focus on the sound of your breathing...I want you to savor the feel of my hands and mouth all over your body...But, you're not allowed to cum. Until I fuck you! Is that understood?"Fatima gasped and squeezed her thighs together. Fuck, she was already getting wet and he hadn't even started yet."And what if I can't control myself and I cum before I'm supposed to?"She asked tentatively, like a little girl who knew she was about to get punished for misbehaving.His cock became rock.