I could taste the cum still on his lips and was sure he could taste it too. I liked it. I leaned over to the pile of clothes next to me and reached in...o the pocket. I pulled out the bottle of lube my uncle had given me and showed him, smiling from ear to ear. His body relaxed as he exclaimed oh fuck yes! We began to kiss again and I rolled over to straddle him. I began to reach for his cock when he stopped me, please fuck me first! I sat up straight and rolled Bobby over on his tummy under me. As it wound up, his parents were so overjoyed that I convinced him to contact them that they approved his staying on with me and continuing to work, so long as he stayed in contact with them. Mike stayed with me well past his eighteenth birthday and then finally moved back home to be close to his parents. I told everyone we would finish the job the next Monday and let everyone go home a little early as we were ahead of schedule. I asked Mike if he wanted to come home to have dinner with my. He should have known better. But for him, the pain of losing her had never gone away, and he never had a single day, not one, when he didn't miss her and long to hold her in his arms again and know she loved him. For him, it hadn't been a long, long time. It was yesterday, last night, an hour ago. That letter destroyed their friendship. After a short, bitter phone call--"I have nothing to say" was all she told him, in a voice as cold as ice--they had no more contact for more than fifteen years.. She yelled: “Mom...Dad, he’s attacking me and I like it!” I said: “You’re a bad little girl, so naughty, go to your room and…”“And what?” She held my hand, still on her bare pussy and moved it up and down. I reach up under her blouse and bra and felt those sweet tits bare.She moaned and then broke away and ran. I watched her sweet ass wiggle half way up the staircase where she stopped. She started doing a sexy strip for me. Slowly taking off her blouse, tossing it at me, then the bra, and.