I made sure to drop hints (when mum wasn’t around, for it would not do to have them discussing things and easing their minds) that the towels were t...o small, but if he put two and two together, he was not acting on it.Finally, after several days, I managed to establish the right circumstances. After my daily shower (washing out the semen of an energetic schoolboy I had fucked that afternoon), I loitered in the bathroom for minute after minute, knowing that only my daddy was in the house. It. I slide over my panties and place you hand on my warm and moist inner lips as you begin to massage me. I lay back and relax, as the sun shines onto my face, enjoying the pleasure that I am receiving. I look over to you and see that you are aroused by giving me pleasure, and you look at me with a deep unknown desire as if you can feel my pleasure. I sit up and bend down to your lap, unbuttoning your pants and take out your thick pulsating cock. I begin to lick the tip of it only to tease you. I. Score some ... uhm ... stuff,” he stuttered.“Stuff? You mean dope?”“Uhm, yeah.”“Fuck Joe.”“I know.”“Okay.”“Okay.”“I don’t know if I want to know your connection.”“Maybe that’s for the best,” he said.Logistics would come later.“Got them.” he said when he entered his old bedroom.She lay in his bed. Naked from the waist down. Her button down shirt, white like mine, his, and her hand held a tit inside her white bra cup. Her other hand caressed her pussy.“I miss you Joe,” she moaned.He immediately. She was the same age as me and she was single (thanks for that information mum). My mum was one of those who constantly tried to get me a girlfriend. She always said ‘You’re actually a very handsome young man, William and any girl would be lucky to have you.’ I would brush this off every time. I mean, every time I looked in the mirror all I saw was a plain, boring, average-height guy with brown hair and brown eyes. No girls want plain and boring. Plus I was a self-proclaimed geek. I loved.