Adam walked slowly to the door and peered aroundthe corner. If there was someone in his quarters and the tell-tale hiss of thedoor opening did not alr...ady alert him/her to his presence, Adam wanted to keepthe advantage by keeping them off guard. It was Striker, however, who was caughtoff guard when he more fully opened the door and stepped into the room. Sighingwith relief as a smile broke out over his bearded features, Adam approached thebed quietly, this time for another reason. He paused at. “What’s this, honey?” she asked.“My story for the paper, I would like you to read it and make sure it passes the Mom test!”I was absolutely certain that she would disown me, and maybe even...She sat down about halfway through reading it. I saw her face go resolute, and then she giggled. I knew where she was in the story. Then she stopped, gathered up her dishrag and got up.She went back to what she was getting ready for dinner that night. Humming some nondescript melody as she tasted her brew. Slowly the tight black satin first got a wet look, shimmering in the dull classroom light, then and few more pushes her black boyfriends jungle juice eagerly squirted it's way though the satin. It gathered in a thick line the length of her over stretched slit, getting heavier and heavier, until the sheer weight of the white gue made it slide down onto her naked white thighs. As it ran down, the runny semen left the spunk globed behind, she even made it bubble and pop, splashing millions of afro. The difference was Mary was a very mature thirteen years old. She sported 34D size breasts. They were big and firm. Her nipples stuck out like “chapel hat pins”! As she dropped her sheer, baby doll pajamas, I could only stare in amazement. “We all knew you were stacked,” I commented, “but, wow, if the guys could see you now!” She smiled a wicked smile and invited me to take off me my PJs and join her in the tub. I was a little shy, since I was aroused and my dick was growing. She smiled again.