We were so gentle with our advances, our lips moving as delicately as flowers swaying in the breeze. But my muscles were stiff, I was unwilling to all...w myself freedom into this man's life, not knowing what kind of awkward embarrassing situation it might drag me into. With every moment, my grasp on reality and morals started to slip, almost falling away like sand. It was a slow trickle at first and then, as I noticed the way our bodies moulded together in the dark, the flow increased and soon. It seemed that Emma the girl who was half conscious had stopped drinking enough to regain some composure and had got with James, the guy who had been comforting her. After we had moved on I brought up Jessica. Her expression immediately changed and I could see she felt the same about Jessica’s actions as I did. I told her we had to do something about it and she agreed. I outlined my plan and too my surprise she agreed. It turned out that ever since Michelle had learned about masturbation and. Wordlessly, Dad started the car toward home. He respected me enough not to tell me that I must not tell Mom about our little interlude."Henry? Joey? Who are they, Dad?" There's no need for a whore to have your correct name, Bobby."Back to that first Sunday after Church when I finally got my fantasy satisfied with Mom."Every time you fucked a girl?"I blushed at her language but I nodded."You're such a sweet boy. Why don't you show me how you do it?"I looked at her face and saw only her Mona Lisa. I was going to lose it. “Oh god, with this we better find a bed because I’m going to take you here if you don’t stop,” I groaned.We almost ran to my hotel room. I closed the door, gently, but not too much, pushed her against the wall, and I almost ripped her clothes off. I kneeled before her and I started eating her luxurious red-haired pussy. But at that point I wanted to be inside her, so I held her hand and guided her toward the bed while she was pulling off my clothes. I grabbed my wallet.