"No, I'm just upset about a boy I met. He likes another girl more than me." I'm sorry, dear," Mom replied.I got up and excused myself, "I'll get over ...t."I went to my room to get my purse and keys. I had to get the hell out of the house and away from my mom before I went off on her.~~~I drove around for several hours, and my folks had gone to bed when I got home. I was relieved that I didn’t have to see mom and went to bed, still steaming.~~~By the time graduation day arrived, I was still hurt. I rub the head of my penis against her opening, mixing our fluids, sliding it up between her lips against her clitoris. I can't wait any longer, I thrust inside, I hold there for a second enjoying the warm tightness, buried as deep as I can go. I push her legs back, making her feel even tighter, and start to thrust. The wet squelching noises only make me harder, and as I pull out completely on a thrust there is a wonderful sucking noise. We're both sopping wet now, completely friction free.. I kissed the tender nape of your neck, and smelled your hair, my chest pressing against your warm back. Your hips rose to meet mine, and you sighed softly, arousing me with your sounds of contentment. Thunder pealed again, and we could hear the first drops of rain splattering down on the roof of the r.v. You felt my tounge trace a line down your back, then down between the cheeks of your ass. My hands kneading your soft flesh and pulling your cheeks apart. You arch your hips up as my tounge. ..shit…you are a virgin? F: Yessss…can you see it? Can you see that I never had a man? M: Yes, I can…and you…you taste so good…hmmm. F: Yessss, drink my juice…lick me…lick me hard…yessss…deep…deep…deeper. M: Yesss, put it in your mouth. Deep as deep as you can. F: You taste so sweet. Is this cum? M: No, it’s called precum. F: Precum? Funny name…for a funny taste. M: You taste so sweet, too. F: With…with your hands…spread my ass…my….ass, yeeesssss. M: And you, don’t stop. Stroke my cock and.