I grabbed a book, my laptop, sunglasses and the sun tan oil and headed downstairs and outside. Once on the sun lounger I put on my glasses and started...oiling myself up. I was feeling pretty horny being outside so close to being naked; imagining that I was putting on a bit of a show, whilst safe in the knowledge that the neighbours would all be at work. I could feel my cock throbbing deliciously against the tight confines of its silky prison. A slight warm breeze heightening the sensation of. "You will have to endure this for quite some time. Theschool has my explicit instructions as to what is to be done."They arrived at the train station. A porter loaded the trunks onthe train. It was a half day trip to the school. Yvonne would bepicked up in a limousine at the station. Liz kissed her goodbyeand said that she would be visiting at the midpoint of theschooling to make sure all was well.With that Yvonne boarded the train and went to her seat. A ladypassenger complimented Yvonne on. I can't take my eyes off it, almost like it has a tractor beam for me. He is laying back not noticing my admiration. That beautiful cock is laying tilted to his right just beaming in the sun. I slam my drink and put it down hard, getting very buzzed already. He hears me do this and says "you are amazing, one more coming up". This time as he walks back, cock dangling I can't hide my lustful gaze at it. He struts slowly over with the drink down by his cock and offers it to me standing inches. .. Oh, yes!”Her body spasmed. Then a flood of hot juices squirted out of her. Her stomach contorted, breasts heaving. It was such a wondrous thing to experience. I made her cum. I gave her such pleasure. Her face twisted in delight as I lapped at her virgin pussy, my dick throbbing in my mother’s grip.I kept licking, kept drinking her juices. She gasped and squirmed. Her face contorted into rapture. Her voice sang out. I loved it. She wasn’t a slut. She was something better. Something pure. I.