The saltiness of my cum was strong in her mouth and I savored the experience of sucking the residue from her. Her erect nipples were pressed into my c...hest and I reached around to caress her tits with my hand. The firmness of her 18 year-old breasts drove my arousal even higher as I started to kiss my way down her head and neck setting her nipples as my goal. Monica arched her head back making her breasts push forward as I circled each nipple with kisses and pulled each nipple into my mouth. Amber was her name – I knew that because I’d overheard her talking to her friends on the bus. Her school friends, all wearing the same uniform of blue blazers, white blouses and pleated grey skirts; short grey socks and flat black shoes. The difference with Amber was that I knew she was wearing a pair of white knickers – not the ones with the polka dots, the ones with the tiny red and pink hearts. For I’d become quite the expert on little Amber’s knickers since that first fleeting glimpse.Every. " Never had a man spoken to you like that before. Deep, authoritative, commanding, sure, and unhurried. I release you and step back, watching. You could still say "no," still change your mind. You know what I wanted. I wanted you to make yourself available to me. Vulnerable to me. Naked before me. As I said during that walk in the park, when I titillated you with erotic descriptions of sexual surrender. You chose. You chose between the safe, uninspired sexuality You'd always known, and the heat. Now, as she happily bobbed up and down on his erection, he realized that he’d never be able to think of her in a neutral way again.“What time does your father come home?” he asked nervously. Mrs Daviau pulled off his cock for long enough to answer.“Don’t worry about Steve,” she said. “He won’t be home for hours. And if I know anything about youth, I don’t think you’ll last that long.”With a wink, she resumed fellating him with more enthusiasm than he’d ever seen her show for anything.Claire was.