So, I began to mimic the mouth movements of eating a mango on your pussy lips and clit. You take leave of your senses with wave after of pleasure from...multiple orgasms. You look me in the eyes and say, “I’m so proud of you baby boy.”Story repeats here:On either my 15th or 16th Birthday, you stand before me in a very unassuming terry cloth robe all wrapped up. You tell me, "Son, you are becoming a man now. I have seen how you look at me when I bend over or lay in bed. I also see that hard on. The nipples were discernible only as tiny raised bumps in the center, slightly darker in color.My stomach appeared to be flat except for a small bulge around my belly button, and I thought my hips were a little wider but I couldn't be sure. My legs, knees and calves looked okay, and the crease between my legs had a small piece of skin showing in the middle. I stared at it and felt a tiny flutter deep in my belly. It seemed unreal, an out-of-body experience. I felt myself getting light-headed. Her father thought it was cute, her mum, funny. Mark either hadn’t noticed or was pretending not to care. Mina tried hard to be nice, but she knew she came off more cool and indifferent. However when she hear that Mark was going to invite her to stay the summer Mina went from cool and indifferent to outright hostile.He had it all planned. A special dinner Friday night, and ask her. Mina didn’t understand why her brother was making such a big deal out of this, or why he even was asking this girl. They have to balance being polite and thanking me with being careful and keeping me away. I have played this game many times. I am watching and waiting.The music starts and lots of people get up to dance, mostly women, and an influx of men come to the bar for refills. My group of six women divides. The younger ones go to dance, the two older women stay at the bar. They are on guard. They watch the younger ones, ready to step in if they see any trouble, they are guarding coats and handbags and.