It was like I had been hypnotized orsomething. Maybe it was hearing her high heels sandals as she struttedacross the kitchen floor, or maybe the mesm...rizing effect of her smoothsexy legs in the coffee colored RHT nylon stockings, or maybe the way hercute little but looked in her always too-short skirts.... "You knowLittle Jimmy; I've been watching your reaction when I come over tovisit." "The way you always sit and stare at my silky, shiny nylon legs." You always seem to blush like a pretty. I was quickly disrobed, and we climbed onto the bed. “Okay stud, plant that baby maker in me and work your magic.”I climbed between her legs and sunk my shaft all the way to the bottom of her tunnel. “Oh god Tom, I may not be pregnant yet but by the end of this week you will have definitely planted a crop in my womb.”That just made me harder and I started pounding Becky’s pussy for all I was worth. I don’t know how many times Becky came, but after the first five minutes or so it seemed like she. The Kansas City Chiefs fan plate on the front bumper of her old car told me she wasn't a local, probably not at least."Look Honey, I've been where you are, I understand" my hand lightly brushing the top of but not grasping her hand "the coffee's on me, and so is anything on the menu that you see, free, if you want."Her neck tilted her face forward enough to where our eyes met. I searched her face for the obvious. Yeah, she had been crying, a lot, but her whites and pupils didn't show the. I wanted her to keep touching me like she was doing. I said "I like that, but what about mom? She'll hear and come in" Shhhhh..." Sandy said," your mom is passed out in her room, she could not hear a bulldozer come in the front door. If you want me to stop I will, I don't want you to feel anything but pleasure, would you like that? Or do you want me to stop?" Sandy was 24 yrs old, and I felt very funny having her make me feel the way she was. At the same time, she was making me feel something I.