Chapter 2

He jumped up, Miss Manley sat up, and the boys scrambled to their feet. They all stood for a second staring at one another, and then Miss Manley let out a laugh, so the boys laughed, and finally the man broke out in laughter. The laughter gradually diminished to giggles, and Miss Manley asked with a sly smile, "Well, what do you two rats want, as if I didn't know."

"We only wanted to watch," Victor offered.

"If you don't let us, we'll tell mother," Erich continued.

"I gathered as much," Miss Manley said. "I agree."

"But I sure as hell don't agree," the man announced.

"What difference does it make to you?" Miss Manley said. "Or are you such a horrible screw that you're afraid to be seen doing it in front of two 13 year old boys?"

The man looked confused.

"Come here, then," she said, "You won't notice those two at all. Not at all."

He hesitated' a moment, then removed his pants and stood with his hands on his waist. Miss Manley noticed for the first time his huge limp prick. He took a step towards the bed and the instrument swung between his legs like a jelly-filled tube. Miss Manley estimated that it would be a good foot long when it got hard, and the thought of the stiff prod penetrating deeper and deeper inside her made her moan and she reached down to feel her still fresh cunt. The lips had become moist thinking about the coming pleasure.

He stood at the foot of the bed with hands on his waist while Erich and Victor positioned themselves on either side of the bed, looking on in round-eyed wonder. Miss Manley knelt on the end of the bed and placed her hands on his chest. He looked down the glorious cleft between her tits at her glistening golden bush.

He brought his hands up under her plump breasts and felt their smooth texture, running his hand up towards the nipples that stood straight up. He rolled the nipples between his fingers like pebbles and Miss Manley dug her long fingernails into his chest and then let them run lightly down his abdomen until she traced a circle around the base of his shaft with the tip of her pinky fingernail.

The blood shot to his penis and she took it in her hand, placing it against her cheek. She felt the powerful veins pumping and the soft, caressable prick growing stiffer and stiffer. She caressed it more fiercely, rubbing it against her cheeks, her forehead, her chin, finally kissing the throbbing head softly, running her tongue over each half of the red-purple head. One hand held the shaft firmly at the top, the other travelled down to the base to caress his storehouse. Inside the coarse pouch were two enormous globes. "They must be the size of oranges!" Miss Manley thought with astonishment.

Erich and Victor squirmed at their posts beside the bed, and their small but respectable pricks strained against the jeans they were wearing. Each put a hand down firmly on his lap and pressed closer to the bed.

Miss Manley grabbed the man's burgeoning shaft with both hands and began easing it into her mouth. An inch disappeared, then another and still another until more than half of the gigantic prick disappeared down her throat. He placed his hands on her head, brushed her hair back, and held her startled face still as he forced still more of his prick down her throat. She shut her eyes tightly and squeezed his balls tightly. He released her head and she eased back slowly until the entire prod stood stiffly exposed again. She pressed it to her cheek, kissed the head, dropped kisses down the length of the shaft, kissed his pouch, took it in her mouth and sucked gently on one ball. She then reversed the process until her lips were again poised at the tip of his shaft.

She ran her tongue around the head, took it into her mouth, sucked it ferociously, then began sliding his prick in and out of her mouth, shoving it deeper each time. He began swaying rhythmically with her movements. Beside the bed, Erich and Victor began swaying as well. They clutched frantically to the bed with one hand and to the lumps in their pants with the other. Suddenly Miss Manley grabbed the man's waist and pulled him into her throat until her lips kissed the coarse hair of his groin. He threw his head back with a groan and his body jolted forward and back as he came gushing into Miss Manley's throat. At the sides of the bed, the two boys sat up stiff-backed as each discharged into his pants.

When it was over, Miss Manley eased him down onto the bed beside her and he lay panting along with the twins. She stroked his chest, smiling and waiting.

His penis had not had time to go limp when she stroked its beautiful length and caressed his warm pouch.

"You're marvelous!" she whispered, and he smiled, rolled towards her and brought his lips upon hers. They came together in a gentle embrace.

He ran his hands along her shapely thighs, grasping a handful of her firm ass. She was already aroused, and when his fingers stroked her cunt, they found a warm, moist well. He broke the embrace, spread her legs, and brought his tongue down to the lowest part of her cunt. He made a long, coarse stroke up her opening, gathering a tongueful of her juices as he went. She squirmed involuntarily. Suddenly he stopped and stared hard at Victor, and then at Erich.

"Come up here!" he commanded Victor.