Back in the old days American Indian smoked marijuana in the pipe.they called it "peace pipe."Look at your mom boobs ( my dad have his hands) on my m...m boobs.Still looks beautiful.Show him your breast Ethel(my mom name) ,dad told my mom. Mom laugh and told my dad to stop talking about her.Dad gently undue top of my mom nightgown (shoulder):down to my mom chest, exposing her breast. My mom a little bit embarrassed ,but smoke her joint and drink her Remy."Yes, indeed. For your age you have. ” “Lennie, you say?” She looks at my friend and for the first time, notices how his chest and arms are stretching the material of his shirt. She obviously likes what she sees. Her eyes move down to his lap, noting his bulge, and letting out a sigh cooes, “Hey Lennie, come and sit here with us.” Lennie finally breaks his silence. “I did want to talk to her George, but I was just too shy. I am a nice guy ain't I George?" “You’re okay Len, don’t worry, just come and sit closer to the lady like .... "Not really." I meekly answered.I swear his cock jumped and flexed, he smiled warmly and assured me, "I will be very gentle, you will see."Arranging my legs knees up, spread wide, and a pillow placed under the small of my back, Carl laid his full weight on me and kissed me passionately once again. He manipulated his cock to my hole and gently pushed. It hurt, but not near the pain Seth had caused me. The difference was that I wanted Carl inside me and expected what was coming and in no way. You’re perfume fills the air, its scent is one of ecstasy, I can not savor it enoughI ask, you answer, the moment is nearThe bubbles of love are about to appearI start with your hair, it fills me with excitement, its soft texture thrills meMy hands comb it’s fabric, it is so fineYour face tells me you are readyReady for more, ready for bubbles of loveThe water is pouring, it’s just right; I’ve made sureI turn back, too stare, you fill meFill me with the passionThe love I desireI am naked, my.