"Well I was pretty nervous so I hope I didn't do anything too rash," Isaid with a cute laugh.Flick just smiled at me as he looked back to the screen. ..."Ok, and hereis Nikki Friedman's score... Oh my! A 9!"I was just shocked at that score. The crowd had erupted with an evenbigger roar. I glanced over and Libby was clapping wildly as the otherTributes just glared at me. Russell looked like he wanted to kill meright there on stage.Flick grasped my hands and gently helped me to my feet. I. Our flirty, innocent, almost youthful kissing had grown hungrier, more frantic, with her kissing me with as much passion as I was her. It was easy, both of us smiling, her giggles sometimes escaping with a soft gasp as I would nearly pull her off her feet in an attempt to get her closer to me. And I could only chuckle an apology, which we both knew I didn’t mean. And then our frantic kissing had progressed again, with her hands feeling my chest and her earlobe in my mouth. When I nibbled it, I. She had taken him into her bedroom and they sat down on the bed. Then she asked him if he knew where babies came from. She asked if any of his friends had talked about it. He was embarrassed. One friend had told him at another foster home that a father peed into the mother and that made a baby. He had thought that was crazy and didn’t believe it at all. Now Debby was explaining how a father did put his thing into the mother, but he didn’t pee. Some other stuff came out and that made the baby.. About all he could manage was slipping his hands between the tits and her chest, no big turn-on for either of them. To make up for that he concentrated on licking his mother. His tongue darted everywhere, as it pressed against her tongue, then against the roof of her mouth. His tongue was like a small, flexible cock, fucking her mouth.He was picking up speed, now, really laying his tool to her cunt, and she was responding with little movements of her hips that increased the pleasure for both of.