She returned in a couple minutes more with two cups of coffee, one for each of us. Mom took a seat at the breakfast bar beside me. I didn’t know wha... to say so I focused on shoveling the pancakes into my mouth in silence.When I was finished eating, I pushed the empty plate away from me. Still wordless, Mom took the plate to the sink before walking back to me.“We should talk,” said my mother. Oh oh, the infamous words of a woman in turmoil. She left the kitchen beckoning me to follow.I walked. Great up went my finger into her waiting clit.ALL to much I led her to my bedroom took off her remaining clothes what a wonderful sight a lovely young girl > I stripped my clothes off and laid her on her back.I put a pillow under her head another under her hips.I knelt down and spread her legs wide and up and went to work with my tongue sucking that juicy wet clitThe more she moaned the deeper I sank my tongue and with one hand kept flicking a nipple one at a time.Her moans grew louder and. You give a twist of your hips as encouragement, so I slowly up the tempo. Slamming against your clit is starting to have its effect and your raise your hips to meet my thrusts. You lift your legs high and I move my arms in front of them so you're held there with your pussy almost vertical, allowing me to piston straight up and down.After a couple of minutes you push against my shoulders with your calves motioning me to let you bring your legs down. You know what's best for you at this stage -. We spent a great deal of time talking, playing pool, the things that young men do while stationed far away from home at an isolated location. After being there two months I received a ‘Dear John’ letter from my high school girlfriend. I mean, we hadn’t had any sex to speak off, heavy petting mostly with a few brief encounters in the back seat of my parents car, but I was devastated by the letter, written so coldly and matter of factly. Shawn had a younger sister by the name of Shannon, and he,.