I sucked on her hardened nipples to show her my approval. I knew that from all the excitement she could feel my throbbing cock pressing against my jea...ns. I pulled off my shirt and rolled her over and got on top of her. I slowly kissed down her chest to the buttons on her jeans, and I pulled them open with my teeth. I quickly slid off her jeans and panties to reveal a nicely shaved mound. I couldn’t resist holding back as I buried my face deep into her throbbing pussy. I licked and sucked her. "James, are you having regular sex?" Doc asked looking up at me. "Not lately" I replied. "I can tell as your balls seem more heavy than normal. It is important that you masturbate or have sex daily at your age. When was the last time?" Doc quizzed still feeling my balls. "Its been several days or maybe a week. I don't remember" I said as doc started to stroke my cock. "Well daily milking will keep you on your game, it keeps a young man's head clear, keeps you thinking clearly and it is good for. If Mme de Veuvray finds out, or what if-?"Violette silenced her by pulling her forward and kissing her deeply on the lips. It was unbelievably soft and gentle. Sylvia's generous lips parted and she put out her tongue, a little hesitantly at first. Violette was a little surprised: they did not kiss like that in England! But she did not falter, and opened her own mouth to accept and share the sweet moment.It was so tender, yet so urgent. Sylvia slipped off her riding jacket and then her blouse. Her legs were encased in white knee-highs and high-heeled loafers. She appeared to be doing schoolwork. As I closed the door behind me, she turned to look at me. Her face was made-up just like a teenager. The red on the cheeks and green eye shadow were a little too heavy. Her lips were coated in a cherry red gloss. Looking through the make-up it suddenly occurred to me why she looked familiar. I didn’t know my wife when she was a teenager and had never seen her dressed like this before. All I.