But she wasn't sure she'd want her photograph or name in something like that. It was bad enough pretending to her Mum that all the money she was earni...g and the lovely down-town flat she'd bought cash down had somehow come as a result of exercising the skills she'd gained at secretarial college. And her divorced father. It was bad enough that he knew where she lived and still sent her cards at Christmas and on her Birthday. What would happen if he knew more about what his darling daughter did. Just then the bell rang to signal the end of the last class of the day. As everyone else gathered their books and slipped off into the darkening gloom, Tara felt rooted to the spot. “I feel as if you are Juliet,” he told her as the door closed behind the last girl to leave the room. “I feel in you that same sense of virginal wonder and longing that Juliet must have experienced that first time with Romeo.”His fingers brushed the back of her hand. She couldn't help it. A low groan escaped her. She moved slowly up and down my cock and I had my hands on her ass. I pulled on her thong with one hand to put pressure on her clit. We looked in each others eyes as we shared the intimate moment. “Mom, you’re beautiful,” I finally said.”Thanks, dear. You have a wonderful cock by the way.” It was a quiet, slow fuck, but it was still amazing to me that I was fucking my mom.She kept moving up and down on my shaft and increased her pace. I could tell she was nearing another orgasm. Her eyes closed. ” He blinked. “Actually, I didn’t try at all.”“I thought so,” snorted the teen. “I’ll never have a boyfriend.” She turned back to the stove.He stood, and went to her, standing close behind her and putting his hands on either side of her arms, on the edge of the stove. His face was right beside her left ear.“This has me all mixed up,” he said softly. “Everything that’s happened has happened so fast, and I wasn’t planning any of it. I wasn’t ready for it. I had no intention of inviting anybody.