I said, is this the green light, the go-ahead, that we would continue our relationship? She said, maybe. All right!! I said to myself. Homerun for me!...I get to fuck her again and again and again! But this still left me wondering about my mothers’ ability to make babies. What if she got pregnant, especially with me! I asked in all seriousness, how would we pull that one off? The whole family is going to know she’s prego and then what!? I asked her if she was going to say it was dad that got her. I could see her reflection in the mirror; she lifted her T shirt and unhooked her bra under the shawl. The shawl was still covering her breast and I couldn’t see it. She just stood there waiting, with her arms resting on the washbasin counter, I walked to her, I stood behind her little away from her, and I did not want her to know about my raging hard on. My hands were shivering as I passed my hands under her arms, laid my hands on her breast under the shawl. She bends forward a little more, so. Want a feel?"Suzie replied by lifting up the bottom of Kayla's sweatshirt with onehand and reaching under with the other. She pawed all around one ofKayla's breasts, feeling the resilient softness and the slightlyhardening nipple. She then felt her hand being guided down to Kayla'sleg, where she felt her workout buddy's dick grow firmer and longer witheach guided stroke. Her eyes trailed down to the leg, lingering for a bitbefore Kayla slowly extricated her hands off of her and stood before. Come here. He screamed. I walked over and I felt a strip of pain across my face. Then across my back several times. I cried really hard. He still hits me when I do something he doesnt like. The only person Ive told is my therapist. They are pretty much the reason Im alive. Playing sports is something my dad wanted me to do, and he wanted me to ignore girls so I can focus on sports. I really want Jess and I really want to make her happy, but Im scared Im going to be like my dad. I dont want her.