I could only imagine how wet I would look to her, I knew her destination and I wanted it. I wanted a woman, to lick my pussy. I wanted her to tease a...d kiss my clit. I wanted her to make me climax. I wanted to be a lesbian like her.She could sense my urgency, my body respond and she increased her attention to my breasts. Her tongue circling my nipples, moving along the undersides of my breasts. Her fingers pinch the nipple of the breast she is not currently lavishing attention on. My. Then my sons' best friend, I'll call him Billy although that isn't his name, came over to the house around one in the afternoon. I told him the boy's were still in school and I didn't expect them home until after four. He told me it was OK, because he actually wanted to talk to me about something that was bothering him. I invited Billy in the house, gave him a Coke and we sat down at the kitchen table."So what's up Billy? What can I do for you?" Well Donna, I was wondering if you knew much. Mom giggled. "Go get your breakfast started and I'll join you in a minute... for lunch," she laughed. "Then we'll see your new creation."Mom sat across from me with a plate of fruits and vegetables she had pulled out of the fridge. I was eating Honey Nut Cheerios again and feeling a bit guilty about it. Mom was wearing a pair of black pants smeared with sculpting stuff and a white blouse similiarly streaked with clay. That, however, wasn't where my attention was drawn. The blouse was unbuttoned. .." Timmy Gibler was saying as he walked in. "Nobody's here," he said, slipping into a desk in the front of the classroom.I would have been insulted if I hadn't known he meant a teacher."Mr. McCoy's late again," Janice Rand said unnecessarily.Timmy turned in his seat to look at Janice, who was sitting in front of me. "I saw Mr. McCoy going into the assembly with the high school. I figured we had a sub." Maybe they forgot about us," Bobby Reavers said."Maybe they did," Kimmy said with a huge.