I could feel his attention as I sat facing the class. It made me think of that Marianne Faithfull song, 'As time goes by', doing things we used to do,...thinking they are new, I smile inwardly, I used to do it way back then too, no wonder we always appear to have the head's up on k**s, been there before and done it.Tommy was fifteen and always playing with his balls as he looked at me, looking done at the papers lying out in front of me, he thought I could not see him, but I did, that's how I. I was exhausted, sweaty. My legs ached, where they had been spread wide. My arse was sore, sore from where it had been fucked. My overriding memory though was of happiness. That and being satisfied. The evening wasn’t over He would be hard again, soon. After he watched me and Mum, together. Then again we fucked. As we fucked I learned. I had a brilliant teacher, a teacher I loved. I woke, it was after one. I was alone in Mum’s king sized bed. My legs had dried come on them. It was even in my. I start pumping harder and fast as I feel her cunt tighten around my cock and both of us yelling like banshees we cum together. Letting her legs fall down I wrap my hands around her, and we kiss again exploring one another’s mouths. Lying on the floor she gets a grin then tells me she’s going to ride me. With my cock still hard, we roll over so that she’s on top and first she starts to grind my cock into her pussy moving to and fro. I love it when she’s on to because it lets me run my hands all. .just couldn't say anything. I was just so scared when it all came down." "Don't worry about it," Jason replied. "No! It wasn't right. I should have said something. I was bad. I wish I could take it all back." "OK, how about if I spank you," Jason said laughing, trying to lighten the mood. "I would deserve it. I deserve to be punished," she responded. At that point Tess nervously looked up at Jason. It was the first time since he arrived that she actually looked him in his eyes. "Hmm," Jason.