I…” I wanted him to want to have sex with me again.“You want him to fuck you, is that it?”“I… erm.” I looked at Mrs. Attenborough with w...de eyes. That was exactly what I wanted.“I might be old and crusty, my dear. But I know a thing or two about boys. Let me borrow your phone. I’ll send him something that will have him begging.”“Begging? Begging for what?”“Begging to have sex with you. Teenage boys are so silly.” Mrs. Attenborough took my phone and started tapping away with her wrinkled. "Before I got out of the car Chewy said, "Hey man speaking of your mom when am I gonna get to knock off a piece? You told me you'd see to it after me doing you that favor. She's a little old but I still wouldn't mind spreading her legs man."I certainly didn't know what favor he was talking about and I just as certainly didn't care. All I knew was that that piece of shit Jimmy had been such an asshole that he had even offered his mother to a low life like Chewy. I hated the little prick more. Stunk of teenage lad. So there I was his single bed still warm, the picture of his and his crew hanging above the bed, all the lads all that jizz in em, fuck me I’d love to take everyone of their horny chav cocks in me mouth. I went into his draw and their they were all types of boxers, Mckenzies, Lonsdales, etc etc, Theyre was a pair of grey Pierre Cardins, tight briefs things, I choose them, I wanted to go back home and wank off, but i thought fuck it Im ganna wank me load in his undies and. Anyway."I reached down and felt his cock through his jeans, it felt impossibly thick, angling sideways all the way past his left hip. "Yes, it really is something."I looked up at the height of him, his dark hair, dark eyes, chiseled face. My pussy surged yet again even before he kissed me. Both of his hands squeezed my ass cheeks and pulled me tightly against him. I ground myself against his bulge as he kissed me and lifted my leg to press my thigh along its sideways length. My vagina released.