Going very slowly I dared to ry to finger her. Again, I took it very slow. In fact, I merely rested my hand on her pubic hair for a while before endea...oring to slide my finger inside of her. The mere fact that she seemed to have a natural, untrimmed formation of pubic hair gratified me to no end, but I still remained patient. Meanwhile, she wasn’t doing anything exploratory with my cock, but again, I realized we had just met. Eventually I inserted my index finger into her warm, creamy vagina.. ." You suck my nipple into your mouth hard, "is so beautiful." My head falls back. I close my eyes. This feeling is unlike anything I have ever had with a man. This is tender. This is sensual. Erotic. I never thought of myself being into woman. But you and I have been friends for so many years. When you told me you were a lesbian, I secretly wondered if this moment would ever come. "Me too," I whisper. I run my fingers through your long dark hair. I have always thought you were beautiful. Your. Her bare boobs were so erect that the black nipples were standing straight. I took her to the bed and laid her down on bed. She was looking me very eagerly. I could not wait much and I laid on her and started kissing her lips. This time it was a perfect French kiss as our both tongues toggled with each other. This kiss continued for about 15 minutes. I went down a bit and started squeezing her breasts. I took her nipples again in my mouth and started sucking her breasts very hardly. Her moaning. "Promise me, Michael. Promise me you'll find a good home for him."I held her hand and willed my own tears away. "I can't put him in a home, mom."She touched my face with her weathered hand, tears of extreme pain glistened in her eyes. "You're twenty-five, Michael. It's time you got to live your own life."I bowed my head over her hand and pressed a kiss into her knuckles. "It doesn't matter, mom. Don't ask this of me."Her other hand came and rested on my head, patting my hair. "My poor baby. So.