I was looking forward to seeing Her close-up, in Her bulging white blouse and quite short school skirt, walking down the stairs, tossing Her blonde ha...r, and wondering whether I’d actually be able to spunk my pants watching Her – I was already erect and had pulled my pants out at the front so it was pointing upright and feeling very nice. But nothing could have prepared me for what I saw next. I assumed it must be a bedroom door that opened, and I was thinking ‘who would be in bed at 3 or 4 in. I could feel her kneeling behind me and she reached her right hand round to grab my aching cock whilst her left hand came up between my legs to grasp my hefty ball sack. 

Carly loved my balls and would play with them all the time. She said that she loved the way they felt in her hand.She used her left hand to squeeze and pump my bollocks while her hand began a steady back and forth on my heaving cock.I saw another car exit the motorway and watched with relief as it took the first exit left. Should I just go one up to bed and forget this night ever happened or did I let my dad teach me to suck cock? "What do I need to do," I asked him, almost embarrassed by how much I really did not know about sexual acts in general. My dad stood up and paced around the room for a minute, tapping his fingers against the side of his pajama pants. He tended to tap his fingers when he was deep in thought, this always made me nervous and today was nothing new. A few minutes later he walked over to. To the 'what do you like to do' question, I gave the easy answer as well."I like to run."Of course the cross country season had already started, and I was already on the team so running was also not a surprise answer."How long have you been running?" Renee asked."As long as I can remember, really. We've always had someone in the family who liked to run, so whenever we have a family gathering, there's always someone who wants to organize a run. It was a morning tradition back home, though you do.