This was where I guess my in-experience came in at giving head, and as his thighs flexed against my willing mouth, I came up for air just at the wrong...moment! His breathing deepened, and his waist suddenly bucked hard towards me. As it did, a big thick glob of cum shot out of him, past my left ear like an exocet missile and splashed against his closed bedroom door. It slowly ran down the door onto the carpet. His hips bucked again, and a second silvery-white string of sperm arked out of his. “Come,” he clapped his hands and she jumped, “enough philosophizing or we will end this war and then what will our leaders do with their time? Write books on how they won the war?”Dorothy giggled and pulling off her glasses, wiped her eyes.“I dare say, it would make for interesting reading.”He grinned.“No doubt.” His nimble fingers danced over the keyboard not long after and Dorothy found herself beginning to fantasize over him. What would it be like to have those fingers inside her? He. When I got there I unzipped my pants, took out my cock and jerked off. It did not take me long to reach orgasm. I shot a load, all over the bed. I grabbed a pair of underpants and wiped it up, hoping my mother would not see the signs. I felt excited and guilty, it was the first time I had jerked off thinking about my mother. My mother! How could I do that?For the next week I could not get, my mother, out of my mind. I watched how she walked, the way her ass swayed beneath her clothes. She did. It was a joke that none of the girls were ever subjected to any sort of “forcing” because most of them were more than willing to step over the line of decent behavior if the boy would promise to keep his mouth shut.The coming weekend would be a warm-up for the jamboree the following month where there would be Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts from all over the United States to meet and exchange patches in time-worn ceremonies of trading and learning about other styles of Scouting.Cindy had devised a.