Figured, maybe I can at least get a look at what he’s got, even if, as would be most likely, we never actually fooled around.“Yea, those were alwa...ys a fun one, only thing we do have is cloths, too bad there wasn’t a girl here to make it more fun.” Tim sounded sort of open to the idea of just me and him doing that, so I decided to press the idea a bit more.“Haha true, oh well, guess we can either just do that or get black out drunk the way the game is going!”“Guess so. You guys ever play those. The dark nipple hardened and stood straight out, thats when inspiration struck Tommy. He opened his mouth and sucked as much of his mom tit into his as he could. The sensation of her sons hot wet mouth on her tit sent her over the edge and she came. Tommy sucked on her breast as he flicked his tongue over the hard small nipple. Jen fucked up hard and faster. She moaned and grunted and bucked like a rodeo horse. Tommys mouth was attached to her tit and his hand gripped her hips, he peered at. Slowly I moved my hand up to her small, well-armoured bosom and began to stroke it. She did not object--far from it! Her big hand pressed my own more tightly still against her bosom. Soon her surprisingly flimsy bosom-armour proved no match for her excitement; I could feel her bulging tip protruding underneath.Breathing hard, Cygnette whispered, "Do you want to come up the Boy Pipeline?" Now I really had to force myself not to gush in my trousers. Like everyone at Highview Academy, of course,. 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.