It was crazy! But the incredible thrills shooting through his exposed nerve-endings told him beyond the shadow of a doubt that this was no wet drew. This was more! Much, much more! "Uuuuhhh, Miss Pope… uh, that's terrific!"

He was not sure exactly what she was doing. At times the feelings felt light and uneven. Then they grew much more hot and purposeful. Her lips slid up and down along his cock-shaft. Her tongue was playing with him. The boy was totally at the mercy of the older woman's inspired lovemaking. He received every suck and lick with bleating moans of appreciation. Steve had never felt so weak… nor so sure of the dawning power of his manhood.

From this day forth, Steve would be someone new. Not just a boy. A young man on the brink of adulthood.

"Mmmmmmmmmm… your your cock tastes so good, Stevie!" The redhead's whole body quivered with the intensity of her emotion. For so long, she had been obsessed with the idea of becoming Steve Manners' friend. She had been even more sensitive to his prim disapproval than she was to that of his father.

It had been a shocking discovery to realize that what she really wanted from the boy was the first taste of his manhood. But as soon as she saw the significance of her interest in the boy, she felt as if she had released an incredible shock-wave of emotion. Once she knew she wanted him, she could let out all the frustrated hunger that let her know just how much she wanted him. Once she had his hard cock in her mouth, she could shower on it all the savage zeal of her infatuation with a boy more than ten years her junior.

It all flowed out of her. All her suppressed forbidden passion. It surged from her supple lips down through the turgid shaft of the teenagers cock.