When I came home from shooting hoops with some of the guys at a neighbourhood park, I found Mom in the family room with a glass of wine in her hand an... an open bottle at her elbow.This was extremely out of character for her. My mother was not a drinker. I don’t think she had ever been one but certainly wasn’t now seeing the effects of alcohol on our family. Yet the wine bottle was probably two thirds empty.Mom was somewhat giggly and playful as I sat beside her on the couch. She had some chick. "Really?" she teased before turning her attention back to it, "Spiderman at one end and Batman at the other. Who's the lucky girl in the middle?" That would be uh, Thelma," I mumbled."Thelma?" From Scooby Doo." Ah!" said Mom as she turned another page, "Scooby Doo, huh," she nodded as she tried to keep a straight face, "That explains everything. The things you like to read."Which was true enough. Thinking about it, we hadn't exactly been a birds and bees family as I grew up. How else was I. She shivered and let out a loud sigh. I moved down and kissed her hard stomach. She pushed me down farther. I slid the hem of her skirt up and rubbed her thighs stopping just below of her moist lips. She spread her legs to give me better access. I took my time before I let my fingers slightly brush over her swollen pussy. I moved up above and started kissing her little red patch of hair teasing her even more. She grabbed my head and guided me to where he wanted me. Still I just licked the. His kiss lingers and his arm holds her firmly against his body. Valerie feels him, his rod, hard against her. Her heart is racing fast; she is so excited. John has total control of her and her body tingles in anticipation. She wonders how his lips can be both so soft and yet feel so sure, so confident. Valerie senses a new level of excitement as John’s tongue just faintly traces across her lips and she shivers. John releases Valerie, letting her slip slowly out of his arms and says, .