Many times I woke on a Sunday morning with my cunny a little sore from overuse and the muscles of my tongue aching.I have digressed from my story a bi..., dear reader, but the events upcoming would make little sense without your understanding of my background. As I had said, Penny and I were the only pupils remaining at school over the holidays.The rest of the girls had departed either the previous evening, or early this Saturday morning. Penny and I consoled ourselves with a mutual gamahuche. “No, but I’ll bet I’m about to find out. And, if it isn’t too kinky, I might even consider it”, he replied.“Don’t laugh, but some time, I’d love to watch you jack off”. Her voice was almost a whisper with a trace of worry that he’d be offended.“Umm, let me see if I have this right. You want to watch me stroke myself in front of you? For how long? Until I cum, or just until I get one hell of a hard-on?”.“Until you cum. The thought of watching you pump your jism out of your cock turns me on. To. But I'm sure I know nothing about whatever it is you want know." "Maybe. Maybe not, ma'am." "But there are still a few questions we must ask both of you anyway." "Then ask away," smiled Frannie. As a young boy, she knew she would have never flirted so openly with men like these; she would have definitely avoided them. But now that she was a desirable young woman, things were totally different. Frannie had always enjoyed being at the center of men's attentions - even men like these. She. I said no dad she had not undressed, she was in her blouse and petticoat and you came and i had to leave. I was feeling relaxed now. Dad said ” suresh your mom is a very sexy lady and has a great shape” do you want to see it. I can help you, and you can watch without getting caught. I nodded my head , my cock had grown hard with all this talk, dad dropped his hand on to my thigh and i knew he could feel my hard cock, he just squeezed it as if it was normal for a dad to squeez the hard cock of.