He pressed his forehead to mine and gazed into my eyes. I wanted him again, right there in the bathroom, but both of us were too scared to be caught.O...t of nowhere, I remembered that I had a text. It was too early for anyone else, and had to be my mom or dad wondering where the hell I was. I knew they wouldn’t be overly worried, but if I was staying over at someone’s house, I always let them know. My mind was too preoccupied last night to think of texting them, though.“Shit, I gotta let my. I said to myself "If you let your mother walk out like that to a bar you are pushing it". But my excitement was greater than any rational thought.She put her make up and leave. I, right away masturbate 2 or 3 times wondering what would happen to my mom. Her friends were almost all divorced women. She will be put in a situation where guys would be taking chances on her. I imagined her drunk being dragged to some sleazy hotel to be fucked by a bunch a guys taking turns. I would pay so that. ’ It was Will’s turn to just blink. ‘Do what?’ ‘A baby, Will,’ she said, smiling at him apprehensively. A broad grin spread across his face and she giggled. ‘That’s my girl,’ he whispered as he rolled her onto her back and kissed her feverishly. She giggled as his hands teased her sides and stopped when his hands suddenly found and entwined with hers as he raised them above her head, sliding all the way into her in one stroke. She gasped and then sighed, content as she wrapped her legs around. The sarong was tied at my right side, which meant that all my right side had little covering, and I had to be careful sitting down. I hoped that Jon didn't tell me to move the knot round to my stomach. We went out after dinner, and had a few drinks in a couple of bars before having an early night.Wednesday July 29 I was a bit lazy first thing, and wasn't rushing to get up. My pubic hair was starting to show again, and Jon told me to go and have what he calls the 3 S's, shit, shave and shower..