How have you been? You’re not avoiding me are you?’ I returned with a joking tone. ‘Of course not. Just busy with the girls’ She answered, the..., ‘She knows Alex!’ ‘Who Erin?’ I asked anxiously. ‘And what does she know?’ ‘Mom. I have never been able to keep anything from her. My hair was not quite right that day. She saw right through me and would not leave me alone, asking me questions. Last week I finally gave up and told her. Not the details of course! Just that we had been less than proper.’. She had spoke with a mutual friend, telling her about the 'incident', with filling in extra details that she had not expressed with me.I suppose we may had still been in a semi shocked state of mind when we talked before. The mutual friend 'interrogated' me about the 'incident'. She was under the impression that our young friend was being dramatic and telling a tale. I confirmed that the 'incident' did actually occur. We laughed and she and I chatted about what did, what could have and possibly. She was not as hippy as Nicole or Ariana, but her gentle swells and small, tight ass made men's hands itch with longing.Steve's power gently reached out to her. It was almost instinctual now, like how a person never thought of their feet or legs. It probed her body, feeling the slopes under her breasts, the hairless pussy that started to swell slightly as Steve's mind lingered on it lovingly. He felt guilty - he had enough trouble between three different women, but asking a 16 year old to. I rose up and sat next to her and lightly stroked and fondled her monster dick for awhile. She then reached out in both directions and started stroking us. Next thing I know she leaned over and quietly suggested to me that if my knees had recovered I should get down between them and take turns sucking them both. My knees hadn’t fully recovered, but it sounded too good to pass up so I knelt between them…but not before I decided to slip off my tank top as well (being the blatant exhibitionist.