“Are you alright son?” The Prof asked me.“You know how he looks?” mum said and sounded as sorrowed and interested as she could.“Tell me.” ...he Prof replied.“I think he looks as if he needs to let something go.” She sounded as if she was talking about reducing my stress level or something.I concentrated as I felt my bally tighten and mummy’s foot pressing onto my front end. I knew I was so very close and I did my best to create a serious and friendly smile.“You might be right.” The Prof gave. He was glad Silk took to his lifestyle so well. To him this was a sure sign he was right in thinking that she was perfect for him. He decided then though that he would still take things slow. You can’t rush a good thing he thought to himself.Finally it was time to wake Silk. He woke her up and told her it was time to shower and get ready for school. She groaned but got up. He liked that she was slightly grouchy in the morning. Something about it made him smile.Silk noticed his smile as well and. Slowly I started, plunging in and withdrawing, pulling her hair gently as she sucked James’s massive black cock. His hands traveled to her head, holding her face while she pumped his dick. His tight abs rippled with his strain, defining each muscle. With my free hand I reached around and flicked Jo’s clit, feeling the hot liquid run down my hand at the place where the huge dildo was fucking her. She spread her legs wider to allow it to go deeper and she screamed every time I rammed her hot. At last came themakeup. Having done theatre, I was rather experienced here. But tonight,I was very modest, using a light layer of foundation and an even lighterlayer of blush on my cheekbones. I ran dark eyeliner beneath my eyes,delicately applied mascara, and touched a little pink eye shadow above myblue eyes. I was tore between pink lip-gloss and red lipstick, butfinally settled on the latter. It added a slightly sluttier touch to theotherwise virginal appearance.Everything was as I prepared.