C. asked."Because, as silly as it sounds, I find myself at 45 turning back into that scared little teenage girl I once was." she said quickly, as if s...e had to force the words out.A quiet pause hung in the air, and Mary could tell that A.C. didn't understand."Do you remember what it was like the first time you went to bed with a girl?" she asked. "Jenny Burke from cross the street, wasn't it?" How you'd know?" A.C. asked in surprise."You'd be amazed at the things I've known over the years.". ”“Well, we’re not back in college. Don’t give your son any ideas,” she answered primly.I laughed at her. “Give me a break. He’s not even a year old yet.” I looked at him and said, “Do as I say and not as I do. When you’re old enough, I’ll tell you about what Mommy was like in college.” Almost in response, Charlie started gurgling happily and flapping his arms. “He likes that idea!”My wife’s eyes widened at that. “You wouldn’t dare!”I mimed toking on a joint, at which Marilyn squawked in. Please, fuck me!"I moved my hands under her legs and grabbed the top of her thighs. Every time I thrust my cock into her, I pulled her into me. She looked up to me as she moaned and she bit her lip. She looked so beautiful. She took one hand and started to rub her breast.It didn't take long for me to feel the pressure building up inside her pussy, pressing against my cock. Her moans started to turn in to small screams each time I drove my cock all the way into her pussyShe took in a deep breath. At her urging I had let it grow out and Itold my parents that I liked it long and that lots of kids did the samething. They didn't seem to mind. I also continued to do all of Alyssa'shomework for her and my only reward was usually just a 'goodhomeworkslave' from her in return. But it was worth it. She trained me sowell to be just like a real girl. We spent weeks working on my mannerisms:how to stand like a girl, how to walk like a girl, how to sit like a girl,how to hold my hands, how to carry.