Even found one that seemed pretty special. I wrote Momma about her, and Momma asked about my chest. I had to admit that when I started thinking seriou... thoughts about that special one it started to hurt something fierce. The girl could tell there was something too, so we agreed to just let it be.I got out and returned home. Visited with some old friends, even tried to look Fish up, but she was gone. Started working with Daddy again, but it didn't feel right.One day, it was late spring, I was. Trying to make it easy I started some idle talk but then I suddenly had a brain wave that Kristy was not home at this moment cause the shower was not far from the hall way and there was no sound of water! So she was away! I then recalled her say that she might have been late at her work, so I was supposed to come any time and feel myself comfortable. After a while her MOM approached me close and kissed me at my neck, I realized that there actually were no hassles to do some fun and gave in, I. Her nails raked my back and she thrust her tongue into my mouth again. I felt blood rushing to my penis and felt my cock swelling almost painfully inside her. I came with a strangled cry, my pelvis grinding against her clit and my hips thrusting faster and faster. She was thrusting back and locked her feet on my butts. Atlast, I fell on top of her exhausted. We both spent a long time in that embrace, caressing each other. Our pelvis were grinding against each other involuntarily as if they had. On the other hand, all this time alone was making me feel super horny and allowed me time to jerk off as often as I liked, sometimes up to five or six times a day.I'd become addicted to trying out new ways of masturbating, occasionally switching things up with some anal play, which made me come even harder.When I wasn't in my room fantasizing or playing with myself, I was helping out around the motel. My mom only had two maids, so in exchange for not paying any rent, I also helped clean the.