Gingerly kissing you the whole time. yes now we are just down to the panties.as i toss your pants off to the side my lips giuding my toung over your f...rm nipples i can feel your hands going through my hair. you grab my shirt and start removing it. as you do i unbutton my pants and let them fall down. i gently push you back on the bed so that i am now layng on top of you. our bodies glisstening with sweat. i kiss you on your luciouse lips once again. my leg sliding inbetween yours. i can feel. " He was literally crying and I could see real fear in his eyes. The little man crawled over and looked up into my eyes. "My I please be allowed to clean your cock?' I interupted"May I please clean your cock, SIR" "May I please be allowed to clean your cock SIR?" he answered"That's better.' I stood and helped hold it firm so he could get all the goo off." All the while he was still crying."OK now you have a wife to clean also. Do a good job." He still crying, I sat on the bed and stroked my. She seemed to be teasing me, brushing her full skirt against the side ofmy leg as we strolled along. Both the sound and the feeling wereelectrifying! Reaching her back door, I shuffled a bit as I built up my courage andfinally kissed her cheek, goodnight. Once again, I was walking on air...I lay in bed that night wondering about the experience of the evening andfantasizing about Jill's beautiful full-skirted dress and the petticoatsthat she wore under it. I had to know more about it!The. What looked like sun-bleached blondish short hair (despite it being near the end of winter), deep blue workout shorts, a sky-blue tank top, and a cheesy ’90s smile to top it off.“Hey, gang.” He announced with a highish yet commanding voice. “Glad to see you all here. This is freshmen year men’s gym class and my name is Mr. Brock, your teacher. But I guess you guys already guessed that.” He paused to laugh at his own joke, if you could even call that a joke, and some of us joined in, either.