" Oh please Mrs. Henderson I really have to go, I won't touch anything, I promise." Oh jeeze, oh jeeze, well if..." Please ma'am, I really have to go.... I stood on the porch crossing my legs and waiting for her decision.She opened the door and pointed down the hallway. "Sorry but the bedroom is quite a mess." That's alright I don't mind." I walked down the hall and into her bedroom. The door to the bathroom was open and I walked right in and took care of business. I zipped up my pants and walked. We did run in the same social circles & shared many friends. She was not well liked by most of my inner circle. She was very pretty but full of herself & was always quick to show off her expensive jewelry & attire. I disliked being around her. His cousin, however, was very different. He was only a couple years older than me & we had actually "fooled around" a bit when we were very young. Nothing serious just lots of making out & some dry humping. He was of average height & build but was a great. She showed me once how it should be done; after that I was on my own. And I ultimately became quite an expert at it; at least I kept myself quite satisfied – often.At first, in my earlier years, my libido took over whenever I would hear my parents making love in their room. I would be lying in my bed, reading a book or watching television, when the soft sound of thumping of headboard against wall would catch my attention. I would turn off any lights and switch the television to one of the soft. Her arms wrapped around him, her lips sought his, and her tongue speared into his mouth. Stacey cupped Samantha’s heavenly bottom, lifted her off her feet, and returned the kiss, his tongue penetrating her mouth, his cock growing stiffer as her body moved in his hands. He squeezed her bottom, pressing her against him. He was sure she felt his swollen erection against her belly. The kiss ended and he lowered her to her feet. ‘I’ve been thinking about you all day,’ Samantha said breathlessly..