You must never tell anyone about us or they'll send me to Clevelandto be with my uncle next!" Don't worry GeGe, I'll never give you away -- parole mio..."He didn't want to talk about Tino that day, but later on I would find outmore about him!We picked up where we left off!But not before he undid his pony tail and letting his longish chestnutbrown hair cascade on my face! It felt so great his hair was so silky andit brushing against my face was so stimulating as well as tingly! He thenopened his. McKinley’s uncovered panties he didn’t know what to do, so he just stared at them with his heart racing and his hard-on getting harder by the second. Seeing Joey’s reaction Cynthia could not help but feel aroused herself, her pussy was getting wet by what she was doing to the young man in front of her, she was exposing herself to a boy just old enough to be her son. After a few minutes of teasing her student Cynthia straightened up and called out to Joey“Are finished Joey?” Joey was startled. “I don’t think I want you to,” she said.“I want to taste you,” he revealed.“Seriously,” she asked pushing her hair out of her face, “I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that. I don’t want to drown you.”“I can swim,” I said with a smirk, “please.”“Go for it,” she said.I kissed my way down her body paying special attention to her breasts swirling my tongue around one nipple and gently biting the other, she bucked as I made my way down kissing her stomach before a flicked my tongue in her belly. It's the esthetic clash of sensibilities, the conflict between nature-given form and function, the cognitive dissonance that hits one between the eyes when things are not quite as they seem. In short, he's a throwback to the libertines of centuries past, and a randy old goat to boot. Calling him homogay or even bisexual couldn't begin to do him justice. More precise might be 'pansexual' or even 'omnisexual, ' or perhaps just plain omnivorous. No, don't get me wrong. I'm not asking you to have.