It was quite a nice time for me and I don’t how and when things changed. I used to hold his hard cock during the classes. Since our bench was in the... last row, no one would notice us; not even teachers. For most of the class, I used to grab his cock with my hand while he used to grab my G area, though there was nothing to grab. My boobs were also very small during those times, which he tried to grab too but not during the class hours.Soon my hands were under his pants, grabbing his bare cock. She got impressed by my helping behavior. we started talking whole day with each other.Now I was finding ways to express my loving feelings for her as I was attracted by her beauty. So, one day morning I saw her reading few msgs, I asked her your boyfriend’s message. she replied No, just normal messages from college friends, and she started showing me those text messages they were actually Hindi shayari and all. I got to know that she likes Shayari wale msgs, so I said I also like these kind of. She was leaning forward a bit and her shirt hung open at the top revealing her bare breasts inside.I decided to stay and watch her as she paid the bills, though, she soon figured out what my interest was.She looked up at me, then down at her front and laughed."You're getting an eyeful, Jason," she said, smiling up at me.What came next floored me."You can have a feel if you want to. Just never tell anybody. Go ahead if you'd like."Nothing like this had ever happened between Mom and me but I. "You always say that," she smiled, cupping his face in her soft hands with long fingers."You just get better and better. Fifty years from now you'll be the best in history." Fifty years from now I'll be all gums then I should be better than imagined," she laughed, hugging him tightly by his neck. "Oh Tim, I love you so much." I love you so much too. Hand me a pillow," she did. He pulled to the edge of the bed draping her legs over his shoulders. The smell of her clean wet pussy made his head.