She reached out to grasp my member, guiding me into her flowing crotch, where I continued fucking her as deeply as I could. Her wetness surrounded my ...ching member as I drove it deep into her, panting as she encouraged me with more of her low, sexy grunts. The warm of air of the beach wafted by my rod as I pulled out of her sweet hole. I would wait a short while with my prick just brushing her pussy before I again plunged into her. All too soon I exploded in her, filling her with my cum as she. At school that Wednesday I was again called into Mr. Wilson's office. Ihoped there would not be a repetition of last week. He opened the doorand had his arms around me before the door closed. The first thing hedid was to kiss me deeply. I did not respond, I just stood in hisembrace with my lips firmly pressed together. He sat me on the couchand felt me up again. Again I came and again he made me promise not totell. I was getting pretty mad at this. I wished I knew what to do.Friday after school. In the mirror, I could see her tits swing back and forth with each thrust. Her head was hanging down, her mouth open, breathing heavily. Her eyes squeezed shut as she focused on the feeling of my cock sliding in and out of her body. We both froze in place as we heard voices approaching. Two women walked past our door, chatting about the outfits they had picked out. I met her eyes in the mirror and we both tried not to laugh. After a moment they passed, and we heard their voices muffled as they. ‘If I was your age and you asked me out, I’d be honored to go. You seem like a very nice young man.’ That was true. He reminded her of what her husband had been like at that age. Ben stood there, shifting position, looking uncomfortable. Finally, he took a deep breath. ‘I…I have to go to the bathroom, Mrs. Dillon,’ he croaked. ‘Go ahead,’ she replied. ‘You know where it is.’ After Ben left the kitchen, she leaned against the kitchen counter to steady herself. This was crazy! She’d seen the.