She just sat there playing with my cock in her hand while I recovered."Did you like your first blow-job, baby?," she asked."Yeahhhhh!" I answered."You... have a nice cock, Billy" Sara said. "I like it. I hope this isn't the last time I'm going to see it." Before I could say anything by way of answering her, she said, "Now that I've seen your cock, would you like to see my pussy, honey?" Yeahhhh!," I answered again. I sounded like a cracked gramaphone record, but Sara didn't seem to care, she was. OK now a difference.. i saw a girl.. she had big tits.. a small body, thin and fit. "eeee! my fave part now" she screamed as she wrapped the towel back around me and made me follow her to 'my room' i looked down and saw my huge fake tits pressed against the towel.. this was incredible, i saw my clevage and a tiny bit of nipple poking out of the towel. She stood me in the middle of her bedroom and began to look in her wardrobe and drawers..."ooooo! this one" she giggled.. as she the familar. ”“I’m sorry, OK? Really. But right now, I’m just not in the mood.”She shrugged and put my order in. I pulled out The Economist and started reading about the end of the KGB and the major changes in the Soviet Union. To me, though, the more immediate problem was Yugoslavia. There was an all-out civil war in progress by my estimation, and I could only see it ending with the dissolution of the country. My concern was my knowledge of history. World War I had started in that same area, and basically. ”“Yeah but he’s just a lad, more into that American Wrestling than girls I would think.”“Okay,” Kath said, “When did you start masturbating?”“I don’t know, 13, 14, sometime around then I suppose.”“Well there you go, Gavin is plenty old enough then isn’t he. I’m sure his hormones are raging.”“And they are raging for you I suppose,” I said.“Well it seems that way. We will have to find out the next time they come round.”“What?” I said “What are you going to do, you can’t confront him, he’ll die of.