She went to his every football, game and sometimes she like to imagine that he could actually see her in the stands and it inspired him to play better...although she knew this was a foolish fantasy. She sometimes saw him in the halls and there was never a flicker of recognition in his eyes, which was a bit disappointing but he always smiled back when she smiles at him. Sara collected every news clipping that appeared in the local paper about him and put it in a special scrapbook. When he won an. I've heard you answer your phone. You make me crazy with lust and I'm invisible. Do you know how sexy that is? I crave the opportunity to make your skin tingle, to find your hidden heat. When you turn away from me and your hair sways, I can smell your shampoo. I imagine finger-fucking you, naked. Your expression clotted with lust, begging me remember to enter you once I have released the delicious pleasure of your mounting orgasm. Why don't you notice me? I thought I gave the impression I. My son stood perfectly still and naked before me, his large cock glistening and pulsating. I want to suck it as desire shoots though my groin.But it is time for his lesson."Now young man; let's make a start with lesson number one shall we?" Yes Madam Margot, lesson one." He replied with apprehension.I lean towards him and with my index finger, teasingly tapped out my words on his beautifully stiff penis."Lesson –one - is - controlling- an - urge."His cock bounced delightfully with each firm. She hadn't expected to orgasm so long before the main event.She reactivated the lips and tongues on a lower setting and hit a third button a pair of lips with matching tongue faded in above her enlarged clit the lips started moving up and down along her clit as the tongue lapped circles around it. She convulsed with each movement and each lap. She pressed another button and milk began spraying from all of her nipples though the lips and into the air. Another massive orgasm pulsed through her.