Somehow, she justdidn't give off the right signals for anything to happen other than aclose friendship and her frank admission to being a lesbian had ...owconfirmed that. It wasn't me at fault in some way. I could wipe thatparticular metaphorical sweat from my brow!But still, yes, I had to admit that I did enjoy her company and Ithought that we had a lot of views and attitudes in common. We could,and had, from time to time, spent hours talking on a range of commonsubjects. Looking back, I could. I dried my face off but it still hurt.I opened the door and saw my mother sleeping on the floor with a picture in her hands. I gently took it out of her hands and looked at it. I chuckled. It was a picture of me the first time I tried on her clothes. Bra too big, her dress was d****d across the floor, shoes too big. It brought a tear to my eye, this time a tear of happiness. She was the one who always supported me, who was always there for me."Stephanie," my mom had woken up and was already up,. I felt so slutty, so humiliated at what I was feeling and doing but my mind and body just cried out for more! Every cell of my body wanted this cock's hot cum, all I could think about was making him cum. And then he pulled from my mouth as I reluctantly tried to keep it in me. Leaning back I looked up at him as he ordered me to "stand up and turn around" with a voice so feminine it shocked me. Doing as he said, when I was in that position he said "bend over and hold the flusher" again doing as. At that i jumped in and he quickly folowed. I thought i was a fast swimmer but i guess when a teen gets horny they'll do everything faster. Thomas finally caught my ankle and pulled me to him. Then I turned and looked at him. I stood up and rubbed my hands down his toned chest. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I looked up and gave him a lustfull smile and kissed him hard like I had wanted to for so many years. He reached back to unhook my bra but got confused. He pulled away and looked.