She was not entirely shy anymore, though she still would blush or get flustered every time my hands slid under her pants or skirt to cup her pussy. I ...loved how she was always wet every time my hands touched her panties; she was always turned on by whatever we were doing. Our parents admired and spoke about our newly-found friendship to each other but it was quite evident that they were hardly aware that we were so much more than friends.One fine morning, I get a text from her to drop by in the. I sat there thinking delicious thoughts with my nipples about to burn holes in my brassiere. Yes, we used the full name for boob halters back then.All too soon, we arrived at the school parking lot and Jack had to remove his hand and arm to once again engage action with the gearshift. We had to park quite away off and Jack offered to drop me at the door first."No, I will walk with you."It was a fair hike, but I had a firm hold on Jack's arm which I tucked tightly up against my left breast as we. "My son stared at me in stunned silence as I left him high and hard.For the second straight day, my shower head and I became very intimate as I continued thinking about the completion of my plan.**********The next morning, I was dressed in a black skirt, a white blouse and beige thigh high stockings when Michael joined me for breakfast. We chatted casually about school until I stood up and said, "Dammit, I have a run in my stocking." I put my leg on the chair right beside my very captivated. You stepped a little closer and placed your large cock on my tongue. I could feel the weight of it even though you still held it in your hand. "Now Brian, you're not going to like this but you are going to do everything I tell you ok."I wanted to nod or answer but your cock was in my mouth so it was a bit difficult, so I kind of mumbled my understanding instead.You started to push your way into my mouth, taking my tongue back in with it, this was such a strange angle to be in, I wasn't sure.