Susan's hand travelled down Kitten's arm, to her hand. Susan's hand gently rubbed Kitten's, as she waited for the reply. A quizzical look came over he... face, as her eyes fell to the hand she was holding. Five fingers, but in place of the pinkie was another thumb, almost as large as the one on the other side of the hand. On closer examination she noticed the extra knuckle on each digit.Susan was empathetic enough not to drop the hand, as she turned to me. "How can this be?" Well, I think her. My mom dated now and againbut never anything too serious. Ok, let me be blunt. She liked to fuck.Not nympho style, like everyday and all that but she liked casual datingI should say. Was she a whore? I don't know but she was a great motherand that is what counts. My sister, Sarah, she was cute in a plain way and kind of shy. Kind ofthe bookworm type but nice and we always got along pretty well. Shedidn't date all that much that I recall but she was fine with that. Iremember a couple steady. “Jared, what the fuck!” She nearly dropped the grocery sack but he caught it and dumped it in a sink, before putting her up against the cold tiles. He pinned both her wrists and squeezed his thigh between hers. His face hovered just above hers, full of calm lust.“Let’s cut to the chase while the college girl’s not around.” He let go one wrist to grab her ass and pull her tight to him. His cock was swollen to impressive size. She could feel it through their layers of denim, fully primed and. I stood outside the toilet while she went inside and nobody was around there. I had a doubt whether she closed the door, so I just pushed it to check as expected, the door wasn’t closed and I was inside the toilet with her. It was dark inside, I found her close to me. I understood that she was also horny like me. I closed the toilet door and touched her and we had a deep French kiss which lasted for few minutes.I was in heaven as it tasted so good when our saliva got exchanged and while our.