I had forgotten how early I had to get up for school in order to be there by 7:10 am. Well, one thing was for sure; I was still in 1976. Fortunately, ...y teen memories were intact so I knew what classes I had and where they were. I was even prepared for my assignments. The only difference was I now I also had benefit of my 39 years of experience and maturity to see me through it. Instead of being nervous, I was kind of looking forward to what the day might bring.The day was Nov. 11, 1977, a. Connors glared at me. The PA system had just summoned me to the office again. I'd expected the summons yesterday or the day before. I gathered my books and stood."TAMI SHARP, PLEASE REPORT TO THE OFFICE."Tami and Robbie looked surprised."I give up," Mrs. Conners muttered. "Anybody else want to go? The office? The library? Hell, Dairy Queen?"I think a few students liked the Dairy Queen idea but nobody dared raise their hands. I waited as Tami closed her notebook and stood. Robbie stared at the. She put her arms around my neck. I could see the warm, loving smile in her eyes before she kissed me.Have I said enough about kissing, about touching, feeling, caressing, tantalizing, cuddling, fondling, embracing? Probably not. It is hard (no pun intended) to say too much about the feelings a man and woman get from the loving fellowship of libidos. Mary was a wonderful, delicious woman, soft where she should be soft, but with a thick torso from years of physical exercise, a strength. “Don’t stop dear,” she said as she gently fondled my balls and stroked my shaft.With shaking hands, I once again reached down and fumbled with the large tits and flicked her nipples again, which caused her to gasp out softly and stroke my cock faster, much to my delight. I was so caught up with this that I didn’t notice Aunt Jennifer open her mouth and take my whole six inches into it until she was already bobbing her head up and down on my cock like pussy, licking along the side of my shaft.