I asked him once notto refer to them that way but he just looked at me with this funny lookon his face as if to say, "What are you? Crazy? I'll call ...em what Iwant to call 'em."Joe and I had a huge argument with Reichert several weeks later. Sincethe end of the school year was only a couple of days away - at least forus seniors - he wanted to move the videotaping to his house. That partwas okay with us but then we told him that we were worth a lot more thanthe $250 that he had been paying us. She pulled away from me and sat up to pull the T-shirt over her head. I took that opportunity to shed my boxers. Now it was skin to skin, my dick and her ass grinding together.Finally, she looked over her shoulder and whispered. “Bobby, can I do it again, the thing with my mouth?”“Oh hell, yeah! But why don’t you let me do it to you first.”“Would you? Would you really do that?”Instead of answering her question, I sat up, rolled her onto her back, crawled between her legs and dived in. We hadn’t. I’d bought it for a company dinner/dance thing about five years ago. Nothing dressy, but not tacky either. When I came back downstairs, mom was gushing. ‘You look so pretty!’ she told me. Isn’t that what mothers are supposed to do? I told her I’d be back in time to help her into bed, kissed her, and left. I got there a little after 9:30. As I went through the lobby it was very busy. There must have been a wedding reception that night. There were a lot of very pretty girls and women everywhere,. A gift I got from the family.We kissed for what seemed ages and I felt her hands travel down my back to my ass and she squeezed it and my hands moved also down to her breasts. I cupped each breast in my hand feeling their weight. It was perfect. Each one the same shape as the other. No sagging... no nothing. She broke the kiss to moan into my neck and I kissed down her neck and she threw her head back and let out a soft moan as I bit lightly into her neck. I kissed down her body and kissed.