And my thoughts began to fantasize her in the nights. In the noon exploration. My days were excellent. Soon they came to an end with the completion of...my board exams. And after the summer vacation I joined in to eighth class. But Everyday I used to masturbate thing of her. By that time I still used to masturbate by rubbing my cock to bed.One day in my eighth class on a Sunday evening when I returned from the grocery shop I found my mom and was stunned by her beauty. I was so out of control that. We spent the day alone having lunch and walking along the beach until the evening. we ended up away from the main beach on what i called 'my rock', a sand covered outcrop which is where i used to do a lot of fishing. the sun was going down and it was still and warm. so the natural thing was to hold her close and start kissing her. it was so nice in the open warm air my hands running up her soft thighs while kissing and sliding my tongue around her neck and shoulders. quiet moans were coming. The one I had a crush on…Grace. My mind raced as I tried to remember her last name. Gracelynn…I asked her to the reunion dance…and it got my ass beat…Damn…Then the memory fog lifted and I remembered. Gracelynn Thomas. Head cheerleader in high school. Friendly, open and honest with everyone. Dated that asshole quarterback from the rich family in town, Stanley Hunter. I brushed that thought aside, and remembered the crush I had on her in school. It had to be her. The woman at the table had the. The boy's facewas red, and he looked strangely like a man instead of like a frailyoung sophomore in high school and vaguely girlish features. Alicia had never thought of Shawn as a sexual creature. Itshocked her to see that his cock was hard. She'd never imagined himwith a hard-on. Nor would she ever have been able to conceive thathis cock was so large --- much bigger than his father's almost largerthan his athletic brother's cock. Her boy jumped on the bed and flopped back,.