Her son was two years behind me in school.I was an average kid from an average family. I played on the Blackwater Cove High football team. I wasn't th...e best athlete or the worst. My grades in school were routinely in the B area. I'm average height with an average build. My mother was a nurse and my dad worked for the local cable company. The point being that there was nothing that really stood out about me.That is, until Carol Jordan became involved in my life. It all started one night during. Bald and naked, she knelt at her mistress’s feet, resting her head on Jessica’s lap. Jessica absentmindedly stroked the stubbly growth on Jane’s head as she tried to focus on what Serena was saying, something about a popular book of the moment. It was hard not to be distracted by the yoga teacher’s ridiculously pneumatic physique. Finally, Jessica just blurted out two words: “Your tits.”Serena stopped in midsentence. “Um... what about them?”“They’re magnificent,” said Jessica. “Are they. Pulling the white panties from Suzy's mouth I pulled her face into my crotch and she obediently began to service me like the dutiful female she had become. Her tongue and lips teased my glans and she then lifted the shaft of the prick and went right down to the ball sack with her tongue, nibbling me as she went and returning with a wet slurping noise. Needless to say, my prick became completely rigid and ready to do its work.I confess to liking my prick. Indeed, even if I say it myself, I am. “Follow me” she said, using my tie as a leash and escorted me towards her office. We got to her office and she closed and locked the door, “So we wont be disturbed” she said. I must admit to wondering by whom – there was no-one here. Although there were other things starting to cross my mind, the sexy sway of her hips as she strutted, the roll of her breasts in time with her hips, the swish of her stockings as they brushed together and the mild clack of her high heels as we crossed the wood.