He was a bumptious bundle of knowledge, an eager pupil of life’s carnal lessons. My hands held his hips as he thrust forward. Those smooth breasts of his perched invitingly at the edge of my lap, daring me to do the unthinkable – and I gladly obliged. With each thrust his sharp breath turned into soft moans of pleasure, until he burst forth with frenzied abandon, and I felt it – all of it – deeply – within me.