Grab them. Kneed them. They are yours. I am yours. Just take me”, she insisted. I eagerly pushed them out of their cage and did exactly that. They w...re so nicely shaped and round. As I kneaded them I felt how soft but at the same time firm they were. In the meantime she moved her hands behind her back and opened her bra to let go of it completely. Now there was no holding back. I kissed them, licked with my tongue around her nipples and sucked them into my mouth. I softly bit into her nipple. As the jeans cleared the widest part of her slim hips, she turned her back to me. Her pert little butt was soon exposed, the round cheeks framed by the black and pink thong wedged deep in the cleft of her ass.As she finished pushing the jeans down her slim legs and kicked them away, I stepped back slightly and began to unbutton my shirt as I admired the view. Abby stood straight and turned back to face me wearing only the black and pink thong. She stepped closer, then dropped to her knees and. I was squeezing her boobs and sucking her nipples. Then she asked me to stop as my dad might come anytime.It was the next day. My heartbeat was so high I didn’t know if she would ask me for a neck massage or rub my legs. I was waiting for the afternoon. My mom even had a smile, yet we were both acting normally.I did some studying in the morning. I couldn’t focus. Later, I had my lunch and went to bed. I was expecting her to come and lie down next to me.Me: How is your neck pain, mummy?Mom: It. "Oh the punk wants us to 'come on'," the fat one said standing up from his motorcycle. "I think he might be one of them there baby killers Lucas. Look at that Army field jacket. You a baby killer punk?"I knew that we were in trouble at that point. Unfortunately, I had made the mistake of wearing my field jacket into the restaurant."Come on guys, we don't want any trouble," I said."Looks like we got one of them baby killers and a coward guys too," the fat guy said with a sneer.Then I felt rage.