I'd read many stories about cream-pies and always got hard as hell from it but just never really brought myself to try it. It's not that I don't like ...the thought or taste of my own cum. In fact, she'd often kiss me after I came in her mouth and a couple of times when I she couldn't quite hold it all in her mouth I licked off what dribbled out. Everything changed when my computer went on the fritz last month. It was in the shop for a few days which wasn't too bad because she was working evenings. “Now you can watch something else?”“Little Brat, You are a tease.” “Oh ya, you ain’t seen nothing yet big Brother.”In the kitchen I grabbed a beer from the fridge. “Davey get me one?”“No you don’t, not for a few years for you!” “Mom!”Not old enough to drink but old enough to…. I laughed to myself.”Why did you call him Davey, you never do Mary?”“Don’t know Mom, just sounded good.”“Well kinda strange, Anyway, your Dad and I are going over to our friends for a few hours”“You guys want to. ” “Oh, I love doing that — but he's so hairy.”“Well, you can just hold down all the hair with one hand and go for it.”“OK, I'll do it. He'll love it. Thanks, Janelle.”Janelle smiled and told me she'd ask me how I was doing if anyone except Lois started down the hall. I went back into Mr. Manning's room.“You're back!” he said, smiling. “Yes, of course. I'm sorry we were interrupted. Would you like me to finish your treatment now?”“Oh, yes.” I moved the bedclothes and found the Johnny already. She pulled over to the emergency lane and I pulled in behind her. By the time I had parked and gotten out of the car, she had the hood of her Jaguar up. I walked up to her and noticed she had on a short, tight, mini-skirt besides the white tube top now in its proper place."Something wrong?" I asked."No. I don't walk anyone to be suspicious of why we stopped," she replied."And why did we stop?" I'm thirsty and I want to drink your cum."She opened the passenger door of her car and leaned in. I.