Marcy was dressed in the dress she had posed in but had left the thong, the garter-belt and stockings behind.It was chilly so she wore the jacket but ...ot for the sake of modesty, for the sake of warmth.Another romantic candle-lit dinner. Another bottle of French wine. Marcy didn't object when she heard Kevin tell the taxi driver to take them to the Reeperbahn. She thought he probably wanted to see another sex show which, she realized, would have been just fine with her. That was what Kevin had. "I haven't."Janey giggled. "No, not puppies." Then how can this be puppy love?"Laura knew the bitter-sweetness of first love, and since this one was combined with wild, erotic fucking, it was stronger than most, perhaps. But she knew her son and Janey would see others one of these days, and feel that hot yearning between their thighs. Then they would go their separate ways.But in the meantime... Mike was a little angry when they told him what they had been doing when he was out of the. His cock was up against my sac.I hoped he did not want to feel me.I just reached down and felt his cock through his pants.He was big & hard. “B. Why don't you sit up & let me take it out." I must be dreaming or on a different planet in a different body. We kissed.We both sat up and I takes out his cock.I kissed him with passion as I held his naked hard on.First cock I ever touched. Just think girls have this privilege all the . I saw them smile at one another.“Dad, Nancy Evans mentioned that she had a boyfriend many years back named Vic Armstrong – any relation to us?” I asked.“Well, my Dad was one of three brothers; one of them was named Victor. If he had a son named Victor – that could be who she was talking about?” Dad said casually.“Maybe sometime in the future, I could check that out. Tomorrow’s Christmas Eve – anything special planned? If not, Sari and I had planned to catch a movie or something,” I said.Mom.