I figured a bath might help me feel a little less tense so Iwandered into the bathroom and turned on the taps. I went back into thebedroom and began t...o undress. I had a slight uneasy feeling about allthis. I ran over to the door and locked it, before I undressed all theway and then stood looking into the mirror on the back of the door. I wastruly beautiful. I guess it wasn't going to be hard finding twenty menwho wanted to sleep with me. Whether I'd actually be able to go throughwith it was. All my prettiest looking classmates had set their eyes on me, the last bencher. Shruthi mam continued, ‘What are your hobbies?’‘Ah. Well, I do stuff. I mean to play and many things.’‘Haha, you seem to be distracted. Sit down,’ she said smilingly.My fucking classmates laughed again. After some 5 minutes of her pep talk, the bell rang and the class got dismissed. When I left the class, many girls turned and smiled at me. I felt so awkward man. One of my friends said ‘Bro, what shit did you do. Pop said, “John your theory that love and lust can be separated works for me. Did it upset you, watching us?” “No, pop, if you had looked at me while Joan was blowing you, you would have realised how aroused I was watching you two.” John had never called his dad 'pop' until then either. “However, I don't think that your mum would understand.” “Don't worry, we will never tell her, or anyone else, will we Joan?” “Of course not.” Pop had left his shorts and undies where they fell and was sitting. I felt my balls churning and tensed my PC muscles, holding back my incipient ejaculation and keeping my weight on my elbows as she moaned and slithered under me."Enough, enough," she sobbed. "Let me rest. Please, please."I eased my blood-hot spear from her soggy quim and then slid it up her spine. She rolled over, smiling, and I rose as she opened her mouth to welcome me. Her tongue was wonderful."You want it?" I asked after she gagged a couple of times.She nodded and I relaxed and came in her.