When he reached my knees he stopped. Hesitating for what seemed a long time, he moved the finger higher towards my sheltered cunt. “No Wes stop.”...I begged. Releasing his cock I put both my hands over my defenseless crotch as if that would shield me. “I’m not going to hurt you, Chris. I’ll be very gentle.” He kissed me again. His kisses were the one thing I could not defend against. I could resist no longer. Slowly I parted my legs opening the way for his victorious assault on my drenched. He had 1 masterplan in his mind. That plan was to take a blue film of my mom with my 4 friends. But he told her that it was just a short film & little glamor in it. She agreed to act in that film. He arranged all things perfectly within a week & asked her to come for the shoot. He picked my mom in his bike & went to his home which was shooting location. My mom entered his home. My 4 friends are present there. One of my friend Viki asked my mom to change her normal saree to transparent saree.. I watched the pool guy instead, perving on his cute tight buns in his short, shorts. He was skim raking a few nuisance leaves from the pool. He caught me checking him out. I tried to pretend I was mobile phone engaged but my girlfriends weren’t responding. Where were their bitch tweets and selfies when you needed them?Shit, Shit, he was coming straight at me. Oh, yeah, the filter system was behind me, I realised. Then disappointment; because I thought, he wasn’t angling to flirt with me.Then. .”“Do all the girls wear thongs or g-strings?”“Oh no.”“No?”“Sure. Some girls wear noth­ing at all but I can’t do that?”I shook my head. I just wasn’t sure I’d heard what I thought I’d heard. “Can’t do what?”“You know. Wear noth­ing at all. I mean, we’re mak­ing cof­fee back there. What if some­thing splash­es out. That is one place I don’t want to get burned, but if you want to know what I mean, all you got to do is look at So­phie.”I couldn’t help my­self. “Who’s So­phie,” I asked.“Oh, she’s.