Us ke ghar mai usually koi nahi rehta tha. Us ke mom dad govt . Job mai tha toh dophar ko ghar mai koi rehta tha. Aur starting sa hum dono classm...te tha aur satth mai study karta tha. Toh usually mai uske ghar chal jata study ke naam sa aur uske ghar mai hum log milta tha. Pehla jab bhi hum log milta tha tab normally kiss lip to lip karta tha.Bt jab mera birthday aaya tab mai na apna birthday gift mai bola ki mujhe tumhara boobs dekh na & chus na ha thodi natak kar na ke baad who maan. I wanted this afternoon to be just us, is that OK?" Sure," I said.Her face got all serious just then, and she looked down at her hands. "I wanted to help you by myself today," she said quietly. "I figured maybe that'd help the guilt. Because it's bad." Oh, Mom," I said, not knowing what else to say."It's OK, Ginny," she said, visibly composing herself. "Do you have homework?" A little." Why don't you do it before your Dad comes home with the supper?" OK," I said, and went upstairs. Good thing. Now on her back, I began rubbing her thighs. I'd rub up to inches before her sweet cunt and then start the process over. I began to kiss her bare thighs right up to her pussy. I was rubbing her nice big booty. I placed one finger in her pussy, and she quivered a bit; I put two fingers inside of her, she let out a moan. I fingered her tight wet, moist pussy while she lay on her stomach, moaning. After fingering her from behind, I rolled her on her back.Simultaneously, I noticed two things that. Mom handed me the same purse and told me to touch up my lipstick, which I did, then, in a desperate attempt to stay home, I reminded both of them that as soon as I could, I would be back to my old self, and I could stop the charade. Mom merely smiled, while Ken held his hand out to me. Once again I failed. I did not take his hand, but followed him out to his car, sat in my own seat, buckled in, safe I hoped. I wasn't so sure, based on the way he looked at me. It made me feel like dinner for a.