Patricia laughed and said, ‘Oooh this must be your Pulitzer Prize.’ ‘Omigod, it’s my complimentary and my ordered copies,’ Billie squeaked a... the courier man began loading the cartons of forty-eight copies of ‘Wretched Rachel’. Billie signed complimentary copies for both women who thanked her profusely. She then told them she was thinking of going into hiding. ‘Why?’ Caitlin asked. ‘You can’t get much more removed than here.’ ‘I agree,’ Patricia said. ‘Look it’s just a matter of controlling. I just want to be a normal girl.”I felt the need to sit next to her, wrap my arm around her, and pull her tight. I cuddled her as she cried and babbled on about her religion. They didn’t celebrate anything…all they did was pray and preach and she was tired of it.Somehow in recent months she had learned about other girls that were not Jehovah’s Witnesses and that they were having fun and hanging around boys, and some were even having sex.I was aware of what she was saying but I was shocked that. My mom stood up on my bed and pulled her skirt up a bit, she removed her thong panties and before I knew it my topless mom dropped down onto her knees straddling my head. "I am so wet Alex. I want you eat me out and get me off now." Then I had her pussy right in my face. She planted her very wet pussy right on my mouth and all I could do was taste her pussy. My mom tasted so good, I went crazy lapping at her wet cunt. As I licked at her pussy, she grabbed my hands and placed them on her. He was a short man, maybe 5'6" with what looked like about a six inch cock. I was a bit shocked since I have never run into him before, but I didn't attempt to cover up since my clothes were downstairs. I admit that I got a little turned on knowing that he was jerking off to my little performance. I asked him how long he had been watching me. He said something in Spanish, so I figured he probably didn't speak any English. I figured I could have a little more fun, since he was still stroking his.