.taking a shower mom, my date ended early.? ?Oh? And you didn't get enough with your little girl friend? You have to come home and jerk off?? S...e took another step closer to him and put her hands on the edges of the shower's sliding door, pinning him in the running shower. ?Well.... no mom, its not like that.? His hard on was merely inches from his mothers, naked, sweaty body. ?She um.... she's just a little tease mom.? He leaned back against the shower wall, the spray of hot. V. in the family room, which was right next to the front door.I was staring at the watch, trying to decide what I would wish for. I could always wish for a billion dollars, but we were doing fine money-wise, so I probably would wish for that. Maybe bring my father back from the dead? That might be pretty weird. More friends for me and my sister? Nah, if they were friends through a wish, then they probably wouldn't be true friends.The doorbell rang. I put the watch on and opened the door. A. "Fuck me." I whisper."What did you say?" He asks and I can hear the smirk on his face.I turn my head a little. “You heard me.”“I want you to say it again.”I swallow harder and try to get my breath back but I’m hot. I’m hot and… so… wanting. “I want you to fuck me.”A pressure holds onto my hips and I feel something pressing on my soaking hole. “I knew you’d want it.”“You asshole.” I swear at him.“Oh? Asshole? Would you like me in yours?” The pressure, the tip, of his cock shifts upwards,. We masturbated every day in Regal Studies over his image and believed that he would be the greatest lover in the world. “When our school years were over, most girls (the ones we didn’t think were so lucky) were taken out of school to become teachers, actresses or sex hostesses for the tourist industry. We thought we were the blessed ones as we were packed together in luxury carriages in such a frenzy of excitement to head to the world behind the wall.” Buttercup sighed, and then smiled broadly.