I looked at Laura. She was smoking hot. I admired myself in the bedroom mirror. I was such a little slut! Laura had obviously grown an inch or two in ...very direction in the last year or so. Her skirt was right up her bum and she couldn’t fasten the top three buttons on her blouse. Along with her black knee high socks, she could kill a man at a hundred paces. She was perfect. Emma, Gemma and Aisha turned up over the next half an hour. Emma was very convincing. Her uniform looked like the real. She loved it when i told her my Best mate had admitted to frequently jerking off about her and how much he loved her big tits.I asked her several more times in the same manner if she would do it for real and she always said she would. I finally got the courage to organise something while my parents were away in their summer holiday leaving me with the house to myself. Anna came over mid morning and as we started talking in the kitchen i was still racking my brain as to how to say what I needed. She gently pushed in and out a few inches."Oh, good boy, you're a good little cock-sucker. You like sucking Mommy'sbig clit, Greg? You like having a cock in your mouth? First time, I cantell, but you're doing a great job!" She pulled out and my mouth gave alittle 'pop' as the head left. "Now boy, lick and suck my sweaty balls."She lifted up and pushed her scrotum right over my mouth. I licked allover then sucked one ball into my mouth at a time, rolling them aroundwith my tongue, my hands on. On the other hand he could at least partly justify his actions as putting a poor starving wench out of misery, and he had enjoyed the day out.All things considered he supposed that, although people might not approve, he was doing more good than harm. Perhaps this time he should be more generous, rather than letting good meat rot and go to waste. Yes, he decided, he might even give some to the minister up as St Elvan, in exchange of course for some of the excellent vegetables he was.