But she was also a very small woman. Now, thinking about it, he cannot forget the look on Patsy's face when she looked down at the front of his pants....He was afraid she had heard some of the gossip.Young boys are curious and competitive. One incident and his name, Woody, was permanent. To her dying day, his mother called him Woodson. She always called his older brother Richard, but to his friends, he was Dicky, for good reason. When Dicky was in the military and was overseas, he claimed instead. She was coating his cockhead with her pussy juices while teasing it all at the same time. His hands were on her tits, twisting, pinching and flicking her nipples hard. Just by looking at her face I could tell that my mistress was ready to take the plunge on my masters massive rock hard rod. Not a minute after that thought crossed my mind, mistress did just that and let her entire body fall onto his solid shaft, letting out a deep, gutteral moan of delight as she did. Once she started moving,. I smiled a bit, enjoying thesensation. Trying to sit up a bit, I realized I was now shorter and moreslight in stature as much as I attempted to stretch upwards. I triedthinking back to the experience I'd just had with Hailey in my now-pinkbedroom, but felt my mind clouded with a pink glitter and thoughts ofJohn. Vain things like how my outfit looked and distress over a lack ofmakeup appeared to be my priority now."OMG! Why did I leave the house without putting on my makeup?!" I foundmyself. It was like butterflies tickling her from the inside, or Christmas Eve when she was still a child, eager to get her presents. The feeling was hard to describe, but it didn't really matter to Alice, at least not when John tentatively reached out and pulled her head to his. It was the first time he initiated a French kiss and Alice felt herself becoming hot for him, wanting to do a lot more than just kissing.Still, despite all the barriers she had already crossed yesterday, and the weeks before,.