"Well, I could do for you what you do to yourself. You know, masturbate you with my hand and I could teach you what I like." "So like a handjob that's...what you were thinking? Nothing more?" I asked, going nuts now."Well, that's up to you... we could start with that, and see how we feel. Do you know where a girl's clitoris is, David." Umm, yes Mom, I'm not a virgin." Of course, I'm sorry it's just we have never really talked about this, I let your father and school teach you. I could show you. I laid my head back against the center console and unbuttoned my pants and slowly unzipped them. I paused and thought to myself that this was it and I could still stop here. While I was still in my little ‘state of thought’ he grabbed the cuffs of my pants and pulled them off in one quick motion. I was so surprised by his action that it took me a minute to realize how intently he was staring at my cock which was as swollen as it had ever been in my lifeMy feet were now laying against his chest. It didn’t take her long. “What are you saying?” she asked me quietly, backing up against the wall of the closet. Her eyes were cornered and terrified, but I thought that there was desire there, too, under the confusion. Her breath was coming in shallow gasps. She glanced past me at the door, but never made a move… whether because she needed my silence or because escape was no longer as high on the list of things she wanted, I didn’t know. I placed my left hand against the wall beside her,. .” She swallowed. “I mean, what if we wanted to do it again?”“I do want to again, Mother,” he said.She glanced at him, and when she saw his eyes on her, she smiled and flipped the other side of her skirt away from her legs.“Many times?” she asked.“As many as you’ll let me,” he replied.Judy breathed deeply, feeling her nipples brush the moistness of her blouse.“I may let you do it all the time,” she said softly. “All the time.”“Yeah!” Tony gurgled, sitting up and placing his hand on her.