Fingers running over my crotch. I felt the heat, a longing, the stubbles since I had not shaved since Sunday.Longingly I ran a finger over my pussy li...s, parted them slowly. They spread so easily, nearly without effort. Even though I had showered not long ago I was wet. Exploring the soft wet flesh with my fingers made me sigh. Oh fuck, this felt so good. Teasing myself I led one finger slide up and down, from the entrance of my greedy cunt to my sensitive clit and back again. I imagined to be. ...."Here I was with my boobs hanging out of my shirt, two fingers in my pussy,porn magazines over the bed and the porno playing on jason's tv playing all while my boyfriends mom was standing at the door stairing at me. I couldn't say a word, nor move a muscle. Rebecca finally broke the silence with saying "Come to my room now.When i walked into her room the first thing she said was "How wet is your thong i can throw it in the dryer." I couldn't believe what she said. But yet i stood there. They talked some, he admitted. But only about superficial things. Not like they were friends. I don't like her anymore anyway, he thought.He decided he liked Lauren, a girl in his English class. He sat next to her, and he thought she flirted with him. Ha, he thought triumphantly one day, when he was walking out of class with Lauren, laughing about something. Jen walked by, and looked at them. He ignored her, hoping she'd think he never cared about her in the first place, and that maybe he had. The combination of her Mother and Father no doubt accounted for the beautiful head of strawberry blond hair Kayla had. It also gave her just a smattering of freckles about her face, and across her chest. Her father had always told her that freckles were “angel kisses”.RJ had blond hair like his mother and both he and his sister had very fair complexions.Shortly after his 16th birthday, RJ approached his father one afternoon. Rob Sr. worked long hours and commuted home on the weekends from.