Mom noticed me sort of masturbating and smiled.As though they had spoken and agreed, they simultaneously stopped and took off their shorts and panties.... Marty had a small, tailored triangle of hair covering her pussy and mom was clean shaven. Their hands immediately went back to business fondling one another. They seemed to follow each other: Marty inserted a finger into mom’s pussy and mom would do the same to Marty; mom would rub Marty’s clit and Marty would do the same to mom. And they never. She gets my left hand tightened and then restrains the right.She detaches the pussy pump and with a twinkle in her eye she straddles my head and forces her engorged pussy down onto my face and mouth.She looks down at me and tells me she was anticipating these activities and was already soaking when I got there and she was going to put me to good use.I would like to take credit for the extreme skills I have as a well-known pussy eater but that couldn't have been the case, as soon as I touched. “I can’t believe you would sit there and watch me write.” She kept looking down, but I could see her smiling. “I would watch you do anything.” She smiled more, but shook her head, still in disbelief. I moved away from the table, into a comfy chair, where I towered above her place on the floor, where she didn’t seem so much like my older professor but rather a young woman aching for admiration. She turned to face me. Her mouth moved, but I shushed her immediately. “We’re not going to talk about. The doctor told her that I would settle down in time but I would have to be patient, she advised mum to give me iron supplements, great tablets that taste of rusty nails.With the help that Sophie had given me and my gradually improving body I began to attract a nicer sort of attention from the boys at school, and even managed to make friends with a few of the girls.By the summer holidays I actually had a fun time on the beach for the first time in years. Sophie and I would go down there with.