I could tell it wanted to take my finger inside. But did I dare?Yes, I dared. I ran my finger up her crack, feeling the warmth of it and listened to M...lly take deep breaths, then ran my finger back down and circled her bodily orifice that served as an exit. Its ridges were still hot and still puckered in quivering jolts. Once I felt the pulse that drew it inward, I let my finger linger over it until it pulsed outward again. I knew as I circled my finger around it once more, the natural reaction. He doesn’t clean his teeth or wash his hair. No telling how long it has been since the boy has bathed.”“But, Mama, we can help him learn those things and then he can stay with us. I’ll teach him to read and write like you and Papa taught me. That way, he won’t have to go back to his older brothers who are so mean to him.”“Willah, Mama thinks her daughter is falling in love with that boy! Just be careful who you give your heart to. Mama doesn’t want to see you get hurt, since you have never been. I saw her sway gently from side to side, trying to gain her balance as she reached her feet. ‘I have another bottle downstairs if you’re interested?’ she said and I saw her sly smile and the plain invitation written on her face. I wasn’t sure how to re-act. Here was a woman that I considered a really close friend inviting me back to her apartment for more than just a drink. ‘Coming?’ she asked sweetly. ‘Sure, give me a few minutes. I need to collect a few things’ I answered. I needed to buy. She made a frustrated growl and said, "Let's go to the car, I have to have you right now."We returned to the car and she pulled me into the back seat, rolling her hose down as she sat. She wasn't wearing any panties under the hose, but the dark hair on her mons made her look like she was in the dim light. I shut the door and drew her close, pulling her legs into my lap and sliding my hand under her dress. She was soaked, with slick drops falling into my hand as she opened herself to me.I kissed.