Her question was both delicate and dangerous. The wrong answer could do damage to our relationship, but I had no idea of what she thought the correct ...nswer should be. I followed my grandfather's advice: tell the truth if all else fails.I set my coffee down on the fireplace hearth, took Sheila's hands in mine, and looked into her eyes as I spoke. "Your body said one thing, but your words were saying something different last night. I listened to the truth that your body spoke. You weren't ready. He was busy unloading the car. My son came out of the car with the TV that was in the front seat."See Mom, I told you this TV wouldn't be any trouble at all"' he said with a big grin on his face. "I'm sure glad we brought it." Me too," I told him looking at his face.It only took three trips to his dorm room to get the car unloaded. All three of us were standing in his room."Well, son, study and don't get into too much trouble. College girls are different than high school girls," he told him. The revealing shirt was free to slide up to her chin, rarely snagging on her hard nipples, and almost always completely exposing her bare tits to the sunshine and everyone nearby. Yet, she would never admit enjoying the prolonged flashing.Summer sunrise, actually the darkest twilight just before it, found us clandestinely entering the park at least an hour before it officially opened. We had befriended a park worker, Paul, last year with little incentives. He knew to ignore us on the path and. Like my butt’s being turned inside out. Please, just fuck my pussy instead. I'm sick of swallowing semen and choking on penises. You can fuck me all you want, just be gentler.”Nathan tipped her forward out of his lap onto the bed. Once she was on her hands and knees, he gripped her ass and began to thrust his hips against her. She shrieked again and then bit a mouthful of sheets to keep her voice down. She also gripped the sheets between her fingers until her knuckles turned white. Her eyebrow.