If he were a woman, he would’ve been called willowy. He pushed his hair from his eyes and looked around at the dark windows of the house. “Where�...s Mom and Dad?” Lyle hopped down the steps and called over his shoulder. “They went to see Uncle Howie. Something about a fight with him and Aunt Laurel.” Desmond snorted. Their mother’s brother was constantly fighting with his wife. He wondered on many an occasion why they were still together. He watched Lyle walk toward the woods. “Where’re you. But I became complacent, came home from school to an apparently empty house, went up to my room and was having a lovely lush wank, when she walked in. The sheer surprise of it made me shocked and angry, and for the first time ever I shouted at her, even before she could speak."Enjoying yourself are you ? Seen what you want to see ? You hypocritical old pervert !"She was so taken aback that instead of shouting at ME for disrespect and making such an obscene accusation against my mother she. I helped you, you know... level up?" "You mean...?" "I could teach you some things, you know... I mean, it's just an idea. But I'm an education major, so I'm pretty good at teaching... And then you wouldn't have to be so anxious about not having any experience." "What, you mean like right now?" I asked. "Mhm..." she nodded. Her voice had dropped to just above a whisper. "I mean, we could, if you wanted..." "Here?" "Yeah." I glanced into her gorgeous blue eyes, inches from my own, looking. She began moving faster and bobbing up and down vigorously and I noticed that she was rubbing herself a little, while she sucked me I had subconsciously began rubbing her nipples contributing to her pleasure. All of this along with all my imagining earlier was pushing me over the edge “I’m about to blow” I told her through breaths but to my surprise she kept going and let me shoot my cum in her mouth although a little of it just spilled onto the floor she swallowed what stayed inside. Then I.