I have enough money for a down payment and I have steady employment. It shouldn’t be a problem. I want to visit my cousin Sherry and get to know her...”“You can use this car anytime when I’m not using it.”“That’s just it; you’re running a business and might need it at any moment in time. You can lend it to Mom if Gram has her car at work. I don’t think I want to drive a car this big anyway.”“Okay, you’ll need one when you go off to school, anyway.”“Pop, we have to discuss my going on to college.. Jack broke out the snacks. They helped a bit with the sudden onslaught of the munchies in everyone and Bob passed the tequila bottle around unfortunately for the last time. "Another dead soldier," he said sadly as he tossed the empty bottle into the basket."So, now can we play truth or dare? Please, pretty please," said Heather. "This place is perfect. Subdued lighting, good friends--friends who have run away for a w-i-l-d weekend." Heather threw her blond hair back and her arms up with. I don’t think it was even called that back then but it existed and I experienced it. It all started with an incredible blowjob. I had just started dating Holly. We were both Jr’s in highschool. She was a tall brunette with a nice figure. Not to big not to small. About 5’9” 140 with perky D cups. The Pretty girl next door look where she could blend in a crowd. A casual plain dresser that hid her figure.We had just started dating and unknown to me at the time she was more sexually experienced. I. The door to my parent’s room was cracked, and my mom was lying on the bed, legs spread, with a dildo in her hairy pussy. I watched with fascination when she started moaning louder and started jerking as she reached an orgasm. I knew immediately that my mom was masturbating, but I’d never thought of putting something inside me when I did it. The next time I masturbated I put my hair brush handle, which was smooth and rounded, in my little pussy and had even better orgasms. My hairbrush and I had.