So one day, as he and his friends were playing some rugby in our back yard (with their shirts off), I couldn't help but stare. Boy, as I was watching ...hem, I was jealous of his girlfriend, Kara. She was very petite, and blonde, and no offense to her, stupid. But he spent his money, time, and effort on her, and it just made me mad. Thomas deserved better! I watched as Thomas tackled another boy down, and I felt a tingling down in that area. Careful to leave the door open, I reached my hand down. Of course, he never failed to give you some attention now and again. Even if it was as simple as a caress of your shoulder or a discreet pinch on your ass, he let you know he hadn’t forgotten you. Unfortunately, Master's little reminders had an unexpected effect. With every caress, you had to resist the urge to twist your body to bring your breast to his hand. Every pinch, you found yourself wanting to press your ass back against his hand, seeking further contact. It eventually got. I was overwhelmed at how good this felt, never in my wild imagination would I have thought this is how a warm experienced mouth would feel wrapped around my cock. She rolled her tongue over the head over and over slowly and then slipped my entire member in her mouth. She had no trouble enulfing my 7.5 inches of teenage meat, choking ever so slightly when she hit the base, whilst there she slipped her tongue out and lapped up the juices that had now dripped onto my balls. Amazing. This woman was. Closing time we left and walked the streets... We stopped at a bus shelter in a street behind the city hall... She was wearing a dress with panties and tights... I sat on the wee narrow bench, parted my legs and she stood inbetween them facing me... She flashed her tits when no one was around and i would give her nipples the odd wee suck too... I lifted her dress so that it covered my croth area too and got my cock out underneath her dress... Her hands came down to rub it as i slipped my hand.