I was pretty drunk, too." I wanted to say, "I don't know you. I have no idea who the hell you are. Do you even know you?" But I didn't. I a...ked, "Did you talk to this guy first or did you just grab a random stranger and..." "Of course we spoke. He was cute and charming. And ingratiating. Quite kissable, really." It's exhausting to be with a constant performer. "Okay, fine. What happened with Franklin." "You know, that guy would be perfect for you, come to. I was surprised when I felt her tongue slide between my lips, but I responded and for a few moments our tongues danced. She pulled away;“We shouldn't do this here. I don't want the neighbours talking to Dad.” She gave me a very hot look “Come in for a few moments.” She turned and unlocked the front door. I followed her into the house, and she walked straight up the stairs.“I like where this is going” I thought. I followed me, again taking the opportunity to stare at her bottom.“Are you staring. She gripped handfuls of the thick comforter.I slid my hands under her bra on the sides, then cupped her tits. I'd been touching them almost non-stop for a month, but each time was still special. I loved the way they filled my hands, the way the heavy softness moved as I squeezed, the way the hard nipples rubbed against my palms. It sounds strange, but it still amazed me to think 'These are Justine Wilson's tits!'The bed was creaking louder, Justine's body was moving with mine. She thrust her. Me:u know what aapse baat karna bahut acha lagta hai,time ka pata he nahi lagta.Mom: true,mujhe bhi tumse baatein karna acha lagta hai and time ka pata bhi nhi lagta.Me: kya hum best friend ban sakte hai?Mom: friends to hum hai heMe: aise wale nhi. Best friends jinke sath hum kuch bhi share kar sake apni problems,apni feelings chahe wo kaisi bhi hoMom: kaisi bhi feeling share karne ke liye tum abhi bacche hoMe: chalo jab aapko ye lage ki baccha nhi hu tab kar lena.Trust me humari baatein humare.