I touched my clean shaven pussy lips, imagining my son licking me with his wet tongue. It had turned sour and was again leaking wet like never before.... wanted my son so badly that moment, I wanted to feel his young hot body against my naked self. I wanted to know the taste of him, I wanted to be intoxicated by the smell of his sweat. I was at the extreme stages of sexual vulnerability.I ran to Sanjay’s room and locked myself inside. His bed had so easily become the place of my dreams and I. Ginger’s mom was deliberately turning a blind eye to the sexual aspect of things routinely associated with prom in this day and age.“Go on downstairs and wait for your date and mine,” Haley said to Connor as she pretended to straighten his already straight tie.“Why don’t you come on down with me now?” Connor asked, curious about Haley’s need to delay.“Oh, Monkey Brains,” Haley said with put-on disdain, “a lady needs to make an entrance with a grand descent of the stairway, so that her date can. OK?Yea sure just going to clean up first.OK.So I go into garage and wash up quick and check my phone. More text sent and received. Let me look.Matt: You were gr8 today.Alice: So were u.Matt: always want to please a lady Alice: u mean your slut.Matt: not slut ... cock whore!Alice : true tomorrow same?Matt: meetings not till fri.Alice: shit!Matt: use frank and think of me Alice: not the same ... u know yWhat are they talking about? Why am I so different then him? Size? Length? How long? Have to. I was just wearing a little white thong underneath. The guys sat me back down in onto Bills knee, my Dad told them to lift my legs up so I had one leg over each arm of the chair. My legs were stretched out really wide now I could feel my wet knickers disappearing right up into my slit.Daddy must have seen how wet my knickers had got because he came over to me and told me off for getting turned on, he said I was supposed to be modelling not enjoying myself. I said I was sorry to my Dad; he took.