I lick and flick him, just like you described. You are starting to work on him with both hands. Squeezing and pinching his balls, raking your nails do...n his shaft, using my saliva to rythmically massage his penis. Most of the time You just make me watch, inches away. Then short periods of licking and sucking his head. Soon he is starting to buck his hips..." Alright now, you wiggle that tongue of yours right up the inside of his cock. A cock sounding its called. Go on, stick it in as far as you. . please, promise me you won’t hit me.” “Of course I won’t hit you. What an absurd thing to say. Why would I hit you. I adore you?” “Well, you might not in a minute. I am not quite what I seem. Please promise. If you don’t like what you hear I’ll just go. Okay.” “Okay, but I can’t think of anything you could say that would make me want to hit you. The thought, really.” “Good. Well, I went to the USA a year ago to have some things done to me. My boobs, my hips, my bum and my legs.” Katie looked. Sons weren't supposed to do that, I knew, yet I couldn't stop, not now. I also noticed a small damp patch appearing at Mum's groin as she gave a delicate sigh when the soaps ended. She got up to make Dad's dinner, with a gentle smile in my direction.That night when I wanked off, there was no fantasy woman in my mind, it was my Mum. God knows I tried to stop the image appearing, but in the end it was my only real sexual experience involving someone else. I blew a massive frustrated load into. When the bell finally rang for lunchbreak, Mrs Harisson called me to her desk as all the other students were leaving. Tim, you seem to be rather unfocused on your work lately. I think we need to discuss this further this afternoon after sports practice. I'll see you in my office at 4 pm sharp, she snapped. I saw her glance a couple of times at my crotch as she spoke, and I was glad that I was back to being Tim to her. Usually, other students get the Mr.