Once we were both naked, my son took me into my own bed, then he took me. I hate to say I felt, as the song says ... like a virgin. (Oh that sounds so...fucking cheesy! Especially since the song was a big thing around the time I was Robert's age!)But I can honestly say that I've never, ever been with anyone and felt the things I did with him. It was lovemaking, it was a pounding fuck, it was sweet and naughty as hell and so much more. As I look back on it, I think the experience was heightened. Rob Green at an art exhibition. You’ve matured.’ ‘What do you want Jenny?’ ‘I want you to speak with your Mother. She misses you and wants you to come over. All is forgiven.’ ‘What’s forgiven?’ ‘The unpleasantness, the acts of violence perpetrated on your father and brother.’ ‘Fuck me…does the record ever change. By the way that isn’t my father and your husband isn’t my brother. More than likely you need me for bone marrow.’ Jenny paled significantly and started staring holes into me. ‘Rob you. ?Well, not to be deterred and knowing that I would have the next day tomyself, I keep looking around. I spot a super cute pink polish from OPIbrand, Neon Pink. It was calling to me. It was MY color. I picked upfrom the display and determined that it was a girly kind of night.?I sat on the couch and waited for my parents to go to bed. I keptlooking at the clock on my computer, wishing that any moment the night tobe all mine. They close their door at night so I can pretty much do whatI want. Phir maine uske saaree utari and apne dono haath uske gaand pe rakhke masalne laga aur oose chumta bhi gaya. Maine oose phir uthaya aur bistar pe lita diya. Phir mai apne kapde utarkar poora nanga ho gaya.Bistar pe litate hi main uske badan pe chhad gaya aur uska mookh chumne laga. Maine uske blouse ke hookh khol diye, uske bra bhi utar diya. Apne dono hathon se uske bable lekar dabane laga, uske nipples ko mooh me rakhke chusne laga. Dhire dhire neeche sarakte hue mein uske petticoat tak.