Theory is all very well, but real learning is achieved on the job…’ Samantha giggled, ‘so to speak.’
Gary stood, clenched his hands and glowered at Samantha as though he were about to put his head back and bellow like a bull. ‘Now, darling I want you to observe all of his little movements and mannerisms when he shoots his load okay, honey?’
‘Yes Mummy.’ Gary, as his cock slid up and down Rachel’s slimy tit crevice began to feel his spunk on its way, he gulped and his attention began to waiver. ‘good ta’ see a young lad spillin’ his junk at weekend.’
‘Gaffer, leave it out, me mum forgot me brekky.’ he was learning he needed to respond to the blokes around him. ‘We are going to give Mr. At least it’d get looked after then eh?’ Wilf grunted his displeasure. ‘That’s good honey, now shoes.’
Rachel moved toward Gary, who flinched slightly as she placed her shod foot on the bed between his legs, an inch away from his encapsulated cock. Samantha smiled, impressed by his aroused countenance. Fucking shoot it! ‘Now, do you feel his wide soft glans rubbing up inside you?
