No woman had ever kissed me before. I had kissed girls. I was good at kissing girls and they liked to kiss me. Kissing Mrs. Ruth was like being sent i...to the game for DiMaggio, you knew the crowd wouldn't like you, and it was certain you would strike out. This woman was the reason the backyard outhouse had one wall painted white. Somewhere in the middle of the kiss, I realized her hand was sitting on my thigh, just inches from my cock. I was dead. I knew the Boss was going to come through that. It had them entranced.Mom broke the spell when she said, “And that is why we don’t mind kids swimming entirely or partially nude if that is their choice. Her wearing a bathing suit when swimming laps seemed like such a crime.”“Like you ever had a choice after she came out with tape on her nipples and between her legs to have things covered as you required,” I teased.“There is that,” mom replied. “David didn’t just tell you that you can swim nude to see you naked. It is okay if that is your. In, out, in, out, on and on, he opened me. My gasps and groans turned into grunts as he pulverized my butt hole. His horny moans of approval were totally animalistic. Upon retracting his arm, Erik again jumped onto me, and humped the hell out of my backside. When he was done he left the room, and I fell asleep from the sheer exhaustion of my ordeal shortly after. Awaking in the morning I found that I had been untied, and was alone on the bed. Ten minutes later Erik entered the room announcing. Just talk, just visit that's all. I'm going to be a good girl and see if I'd want to see him again, see if he wants to see me again. Just be a good girl a good girl. Nothing more.I ended up drinking 3 more beers on my way and now I'm caught by a train at the edge of his little town, dammit. I get a text it's him, I explain I'm stopped by train. He text back to pick him up that he's walking he had walked to the post office. Shit damn fuck I think, I wanted the moment I was going to have in my.