He sat up. "So what are you makin me for lunch" Oliver asked with another smirk after he glanced at the clock which read one o' clock. She groaned, a...d shoved him. "Nothing. I'm not your maid," she said irritably. "I know. But maybe you could just put on one of those little french maid outfits, and make me some food You can call it... assisting my hunger needs." he nodded. "With a hint of entertainment." She rolled her eyes. "Don't get your hopes up." she said flatly, standing up. "Aww,. I was going to go in for a kiss on the lips and see what he would do, but we heard Dad’s heavy footsteps coming down the stairs and we both had to scramble to our rooms.All night long I thought about how Ryan must be jerking off all the time thanks to me and my newfound desire for him. But that was such a waste, I wanted to be there to see him to come. I wanted to be the one to make him erupt in sheer carnal bliss. I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to have him.The next day after school we got. What triggered it was some special on the news about how some underprivileged children had celebrated the holidays. I really want children. I asked Brian when he would ever be ready to have children. I’m getting old, almost too old to have kids. As it is, I might be in my late fifties when they’re teenagers. // Brian looked shocked. He told me that I was nuts – totally crazy. He told me he’d always wanted children and that I’d told him for years about how I did want them. That’s just not true. As I reached his cock I said: "Do you really want this?" He nodded. I slowly wrapped my lips around his cock. It tasted so delicious. I put the whole thing in my mouth whilst swirling my tongue around it. I treated it like a popsicle. The taste was unimaginable. The adrenaline running through my body blocked out the sound of Andy's moans. I noticed his body tense up. His cock twitched in my mouth then his cum shot into the back of my throat. His cum tasted like heaven. I kissed him passionately.