As she was apologizing I was very aware that she was openly gazing at me the whole time she was in the room. It may have been my imagination, but a co...ple of days later I believe that she returned the favor. I was in the kitchen making coffee when she entered from her bedroom dressed in a knee length nightdress. Directly in front of where I was standing was a sofa and she proceeded to sit down on it. She turned sideways and lifted her legs up to stretch out on the sofa, and in doing so raised. .pretty much every time I went out I met a guy that wanted to have sex with me, and usually really good looking guys too....ohh it was so much fun having sex with different guys...Veronica was right, they loved my body and my big tits, and they really liked having sex with me too, I still had it like I did before, and they loved my tits and how big and firm they are, I remember one guy said he'd never seen a pair of boobs that big that are so firm......and they all said that I give good head. I licked my finger, making sure it was real wet with spit, and put it in my "pussy", (I heard my mother call it that.) I licked the index finger of my other hand and started to rub my clitoris. I could feel my pussy muscles clamp down on my finger, and I moved my finger in and out of my hole, as I rubbed my clit, softly at first, then with more force, because I wanted to feel what I felt before. OH MY GOD, WHAT WAS THAT!!! (I think I've peed myself, oh shit, I'm in trouble now.) I got off. I sat up and almost flopped right back down again as my head screamed at me in protest. I forced myself up off the bed while clutching at my temples as the pounding increased. I glanced at my alarm clock; it was 9:16. I vaguely remembered that it was actually pretty early when we all had gone to bed. I groaned and stumbled my way into the bathroom. I stood swaying as I let out a bladder relieving piss that had me moaning softly out loud.Damn, my head was pounding even worse when I was standing.