I could feel how hard he was through his pants, and reached down and started to undo them. His cock fell from his pants into my hand. It was a bit big...er than average, but a bit bigger around than I was used to. I slowly began stroking his cock, until he pulled my legs apart and pushed his cock against my pussy. I guided him into me, and he slowly slid into me. He slowly pumped in and out of me, kissing me as he did so. As he quickened his pace, it didn’t take me long to cum once again. It. Looked like you were, uh, havin’ some words with a few guys out there.’ Shit! He saw that?! Not wanting to worry his mom, Ken replied, ‘It… it was nothing.’ ‘Nothing, eh? Is that why that punk punched you in the gut?’ With a worried look on her face, Helen asked, ‘Ken, sweetie, what is he talking about?’ She walked around the table to Ken’s seat and lifted up his shirt, seeing the bruise on his abdomen. ‘Was it that Jason boy again?’ ‘Mom, just let it go.’ ‘No! Ken, you know I worry about you!’. That he'dhelp me get over that last step. When he pulled out the little pink gun,I immediately recognized it as a piercing gun and knew that my nose wouldsoon be wearing the same ring that Gina always wore. Part of me wantedto protest as I knew it would take weeks for a piercing like that tofully heal, but five seconds and a quick flare of pain later and he hadthat silver ring in my left nostril.Next up James handed me a strappy pair of my shoes. I'd gottenaccustomed to wearing some chunky. She quickly designated me to go grab her a couple packs of panties while she picked out some shirts, this didn’t seem strange to me since I had always been the one to take her shopping and we had done this before. I watched her little ass as we slit ways into the Misses section. As I stood in front of the selection of prepackaged panties hanging on the wall I quickly started imagining her in a pair of the cotton thongs hanging to my left but I thought it would be too obvious if I brought a pack.