Now imagine that thirteen year old is in the same class as her, and is doing better without even trying hard. In other words, I did a lot of homework ...or girls who were willing to "think about it, maybe."It only took me a year of humiliation to figure out that no woman would touch me, even for the answers to the finals. I just wasn't mature enough for them, and who could blame them.So, I threw myself into my schooling. Yup, Terrence Woods, PHD, and only fifteen fucking years old. So what did I. My wildest conscious was telling to grope her from behind and rip her up but I couldn’t. As my wife was in kitchen, I slowly took out my cock from bottom of my shorts and flashed it outside. I could watch her lusty eyes now; she was sweating, biting her lower lips and fumbling in her conversation with my wife. I was now more than sure that the kitty in now in my bag. Her eyes gave me courage now and I thought of doing some mischief but again my wife was next to that room.I suddenly opened my. "Ready," I say quietly.He pushes his chair back underneath his desk, leaving me trapped with his cock staring me in the face. I didn't realize he even pulled it out. Steeling myself, I start the timer and lean forward, taking his cock into my mouth.He is pitifully short, so I easily take the whole length in my mouth. Now I wait.I'm expected to wait twenty minutes like this, just using his cock like a gag. I don't ask why, because it doesn't really matter. Once the timer goes off though, I'll. ‘Nice to know I wasn’t the only one’ she announced. If only both women could see each others expressions, the mirror image of relief would have been plain to see. Now knowing one another had been feeling and thinking the same over the last week only seemed to create a feeling of euphoria. Sam composed herself first ‘I know a great Italian in your town, unless you know anywhere better’. Lara smiled at the ‘Your town’ phrase. ‘No that’s fine, you make the reservation, tell me the time and.