"That's fair", she said. "Ok now your turn. I'll take truth". It only took a few seconds to come up with my question. "Ok mom... truth, how wild did t...ose spring break parties get?"Mom closed her eyes and smiled as if she was remembering the past. She took a sip of her drink and with a gleam in her eyes she spoke. "Well they got pretty wild. There was lots of drinking, getting naked and skinny dipping, and lots of other things". "Wow! Mom guess I didn't ever think of you as having that much. I used my hands to jack him off and try and keep him from ramming all ten inches into my mouth. There was so much spit in my mouth, it was making audible sounds. I never knew my mouth could do that. I never knew I created that much saliva.“Oh shit…. I’m about to nut.” He said. He pulled out and got in between my legs. I felt him grab me at the waist and pull me over to him. He slid his dick into me. It felt so good. He fucked me so good. I reached down and began rubbing my own clit, while he. She had thoroughly enjoyed the day too; too much. She was getting to like Gerry more and more but she could not let it become anything other than a casual friendship and so, much as she would like to go out with him more often, she must not give in. It might hurt him and he might give up which was what she wanted. Wasn't it? No it wasn't. She wanted his friendship. He was fun, gentle and amusing. She had liked it when he squeezed her hands before he left. It was a warm, genuine gesture without. As they sat in front of the fire looking into the glowing embers he took her hand and kissed the her fingertips. This sent chills of excitement through her body but that was just the first step he had in mind. He went to the sofa and brought down the afghan that lay across the back of it. He laid it out onto the floor. He helped her to lie on the soft cashmere afghan he then lay down beside her. He then placed his hands on her face and kissed her so deeply and passionately her tongue met his.