I understood, she was scared to propose, thinking I might tell her parents. She said that she also never slept in the night just waiting for doors of ...y house to open. I felt, how fool I was. Then, I closed her mounth with mine and she reciprocated me by pulling my head to her and kissed me. My world was full of enjoyment then and I had no hesitation or fear. Now I lay beside her and asked her to do whatever she wants to do with my body. Her eyes were full with tears with excitement and asked. It was thicker than mine, and longer, not crazy huge like you see on a lot of black guys in porn, but Alexander was a man, and he had a man's dick. I had never held one before. I stroked its wonderful feel and nuzzled into the back of Alexander's shirt. He smelled of hotcakes and breakfast sausage and the rich smells of his kitchen.I saw a measuring cup with vegetable oil sitting on the counter. I assumed it was to use on the griddle for the hotcakes. I dipped two fingers in it and then pressed. If that’s how you feel you can, and should, leave right now.’ She smiled. ‘I’m not uncomfortable.’ ‘No?’ I asked, reaching over to unbutton her blouse. ‘No, not at all.’ She sat still as I undid her first three buttons and Jason and I looked at each other with matching shit-eating grins. She was consenting. She wanted to fuck us too. She gasped when Jason reached around her chair and pulled the cups of her bra down under her breasts, exposing her nipples to the open air. As I continued to work. "You look a little flushed." She put her hand on his forehead before he had a chance to realize what she was doing."I'm fine, Mom," he replied, pulling back from her hand."Are you sure? You feel like you might have a bit of a fever?" Really Mom, I'm okay." Alright ... alright," she said as she sat back on his bed and looked at her curly-haired son, her heart going out to him. She took another sip of her wine before turning to set her glass on the desk near the foot of his bed. When she turned.