SO I GOT MY CAM OUT AND PLUGGED IT UP....I DIDNT HAVE MUCH ON BUT MY ROBE...SO I TOOK IT OFF AND STARTED THE CAM...I WAS SO SHOCKED TO SEE MYSELF ON I.......I GOT KIND OF EXCITED...SO I BEGIN TO FREAK MYSELF..I HAD ICE ON ONE SIDE OF THE TABLE AND MY FRIEND(DILDO) ON THE OTHER SIDE...I STARTED RUBBING ON MY NECK WITH THE ICE...STICKING IT IN AND OUT OF MY MOUTH....I TOOK THE ICE AND STARTED RUBBING DOWN THE FRONT BETWEEN MY BREAST AND AROUND MY NIPPLES....MMMMMMM...THIS WAS FEELING GOOD...THE ICE. ” He said it as if the sentence were all one word.Blown away by what she thought she heard Charlotte said, “Can you say that a little more slowly Malcolm?”“Geez Ms. Speaks this is so hard. Um ... I’ve been having fantasies of having sex ... with my um ... mother.”She had one such conversation with another boy in the past that presented her with the same dilemma. Like now it was incredibly hard for her to deal with. She thought of the woman she had met in parent/teacher conferences, the woman. While we drank a cup of snobby coffee he quizzed me about thepreparations and gear I had brought. Then there was just one more thing hewanted to do before we got on the road and the mini vacation started.I followed him to the men's room and he locked the door when we wereinside. He hauled his half hard cock out of his fly and stared to pissinto the urinal. Even though he was not hard, his dick looked longer andthicker than mine when it is hard. He noticed me staring at his pissingcock and. There was a comment about his ancestry and he proudly talked about his Irish mother and her love of literature, hence his name. I thought he seemed genuine and charming. His unruly shock of black hair and startling blue eyes, along with a shy smile, certainly got the ladies listening.I met him at his home. He welcomed me, offered me tea or whiskey, and seemed happy when I said tea would be fine.“Good lad. I’ve got the kettle on.”I followed him into his spacious kitchen, impressed with the.