‘Jeremy, I’m sorry.’ she claimed ‘I didn’t mean to really work you up. your brother tries, but he goes too deep and it h...urts.’ she explained to me. ‘Well, I can’t go deep, I only have 8 inches’ I said trying to convince her. ‘It’s not that,’ Abby said.’Paul has 11 inches, so he’s always deep.’ I replied, excitedly, ‘See, so its settled!’ ‘Uhh, no.’ she replied. ‘Your brother. My cupping and squeezing hands felt so good, and boy did my tits and nipples respond to my fingers. I kneaded the soft fleshy domes. I tried for the umpteenth time to reach and suck my own nipples, but all in vain. My boobs are not big enough and my neck not long enough. Maybe I might reach it with a few more yoga lessons.Pushing my tits together I thought of the last time John had his hard cock between them, enjoying a tit wank. I blinked, remembering how it stung when a string of his sperm. We still had to learn to trust each other enough to be able to freely enjoy it, but I was confident we could do that. Feeling blissful, I closed my eyes and leaned forward. Amy whispered, "Remember what we taught you Michael. At first a woman is sensitive. Start with butterfly kisses." I lightly brushed my lips along the cleft of Amy's pussy. She sighed. "That's right baby, do that until you feel me getting wet." I gently blew on the lips of her cunt. Giggling, Amy said, "You remembered. That. One chilly fall afternoon is when my dreams and I believe his, came true. The leaves had just changed to somber colors of orange, yellow, and red. The air became crisper making people long for companionship and someone to keep them warm. It was nearing five and I had just finished cheerleading practice. I headed to his room to do a lab I had missed a few days prior.This wasn’t planned. I did not deviously concoct a plan to seduce my science teacher. You could tell judging from my clothes. I had.