She had some books for me to look through and to study as much as I could till Friday. She told my parents and me that she needed to know where I woul... fit in according to my intelligence.Mom got mad at her and told her that I wasn't retarded in any way. Mrs. Matthews calmed my mom down and told her that she thought I was just the opposite and that I was a gifted child.I will admit that I was scared. I couldn't go back to my school and I knew my parents tried their best with me. They raised. It is a saddlelike seat but in the center is a dildo that someone can straddle. Ithas a control for how much vibration and thrusting the dildo does.Jeanette and I took off each other's shirts and skirts. She then pulleddown her thong. I knew she wanted me to help with her bra later. Wemoved the sybian in front of a full length mirror. She rubbed somelubricant on the dildo and eased herself onto it. I knelt next to herwith my side facing the mirror. Jeanette was fully facing the. I feel no choice but to continue what my naughty thoughts have started. My mind is trained on the thoughts of a woman’s lips. Lips that are surrounding the head of my cock and slowly gliding down its shaft. My cock has reached full attention. It’s thick and long in my hand, the skin is tanned and the head is sensitive as I glide my finger over the tip. My hand slides to its base as I give it a long slow stretching stroke, expanding the blood that has engorged it. I let out a moan as my hand. Under the drooping sag of his belly, his penis jutted out like a small cannon, surrounded by a jet black fuzz of hair. She giggled hysterically, unable to help herself, then shivered violently. The dawning awareness of what he had in store for her revolted her. The very thought of his middle-aged paunch sprawled over her naked body was too much. Just the very thought was enough to turn her stomach... she couldn't believe that she would ever have agreed to even come here. And certainly not....