He lost his job at the factory, and had been drinking bourbon like water. He went to her only looking for some compassion, and instead, she verbally c...iticized and cut him down. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. * * * * Not noticing how drunk he actually was, he had stumbled his way to her apartment door and knocked. A couple of seconds later the door opened a crack, but a chain was in place. ‘Oh, it’s you.’ She had said, as she closed the door back, took off the chain, and. Charlotte darted around him, hand never leaving his cock, and looked into his eyes. "Hug me.” Without question, his arms wrapped around her. Warm, strong arms, trapping out cars and the cold and her girlfriend. He looked down at her and she stroked him, tilted her face toward his. His mouth found hers again, and everything faded into the moonlight.A motor ramped up beside them, then passed. The cop car. Sersha would be waiting.Charlotte broke the kiss and turned toward the window. Sersha. He handed me the lube and assumed my former position, head down, ass in the air. I had only fucked a guy once, a high school buddy of mine. I remembered how good that had been. I squirted some lube into my hand, placed some between his cheeks and started working it around on my shaft. The slippery feel of my familiar hand had me rock hard in seconds. My cock was a little thicker than his, I thought, about eight inches with a large mushroom head. I moved up between his thighs. I slid my head up. Instead, I pulled down my shorts andthen slid my panties over my hips and let them fall to the floor.I fluffed up the small patch of hair adorning my pussy and sort ofopened up my labia with a couple of fingers. The action was notlost on Mom. She caught her breath and her nipples stiffenednoticeably.“Not much to look at, am I, Mom?” I queried. “Well, dear, I think you have a beautiful body for a 13-year old.I didn’t get any boobs until I was 15”“What about.