"Did you really Gampy?" I asked. "Sure did."I felt his fingers getting closer and closer to my pussy. So I went for it. "Did you have to jerk off? Did...you think of me?"His fingers were mere centimeters from my pussy and I parted my legs just a little. His voice quivered a little as he said, "Yes and yes. But you know that dont you? You were listening at my door." How did you know?" I asked him."I seen the shadow of your feet under my door", he said."Well, it was hot hearing you cum. I wish I. Not driving made shopping difficult. On bad weather days, she took a taxi to and from the supermarket. On good weather days, when she felt energetic, she walked to the supermarket. She never bought much on any given trip to the store. It wasn’t a matter of money, it was that she couldn’t carry the heavy weight of a full shopping bag very far. Fortunately, she only lived a block away from the store.Today the weather was nice. The temperature was 80 degrees and with the slight breeze it was. First you don’t need a baby, and second, someone could give you something Ajax won't wash off.”“When we get home, go straight to the shower and wash that stank off you. You don't want Charlotte asking questions.” I nodded.When we got home, I went straight to the shower as I was told. When I finished, I went to bed. Mrs. Johnson came into my room and asked how the party was. I told her fine. She stood there as if she was waiting for me to say something else, but I didn’t so she left. Saturday. When I had had enough time to check her out I pushed Mom back onto my bed. She fell back opening her legs up wide for me. I could smell her womanly odor much stronger then and it drove me crazy. My cock twitched and my eyes bugged out as Mom’s pussy lips opened up. Her clitoris was the size of my thumb, her pussy lips had opened up wide, and her vagina was gapping open for me. Boy, was she pink inside. Her piercings caught my eye too.Mom told me that when Dad was alive he had insisted that Mom.