Full both in my abdomen, and so now even more tightly full in my vagina. But my clitoris... aching hard, over sensitive but still throbbing with desir... again. Mum now stroking it lightly, each touch sending a shudder through me. Mixed desire for more, and oversensitivity. I couldn't help myself - my hips thrust back at her hand.She stopped, and gave me a light slap on the rear of my thigh. "Good. One down, two to go. Straighten up."Putting a hand under my shoulder, she pulls me back and up off. She knew he left the apartment late at night to run for exercise. She’d heard him.For the past fourteen days she’d grown comfortable with him. And, jeez, when he smiled! When he smiled, her chest felt tight. She liked him, a lot. Actually, she admitted to herself, she had a small crush on him. He was kinda dashing and mysterious and ruggedly cute.Callie studied his face, his brows drawn in concentration. He was all angles and planes, his nose perfectly straight, mouth broad. His chin was. I wore a tight white skirt, which went down to just above my knees, and a black lace bra under a black jacket with no shirt. I considered wearing matching panties, but realized that I'd rather go commando. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought about coworkers seeing me and wanting to bend me over and fuck me hard. I was already soaking wet, and I hadn't even gotten to the office yet!I got to my desk and set my computer up for the day. I decided I wanted to use my fingers to get myself. Remember I was just thirteen at the time.Mom put her arms around me and hugged me. “Don’t worry Bobby. It was my fault undressing in front of you”. I could feel her panties and the bed below us was wet, “But I think I made a mess on you”.Mom just patted my head and said, “It’s nothing to worry about. It is a natural thing for a boy to do”.Since she did not yell at me I was a bit encouraged. My cock was still hard so I pushed it against her again and held it. Mom took me by the shoulders saying,.