" Just want to play the field some more, huh? Don't worry. There's plenty of girls out there interested in a handsome young man like you."Jim digested...this and didn't say anything. He wasn't so sure he was handsome, and wasn't so sure there were lots of girls interested in him. His mother touched his cheeks and then his shoulders. He sat forward a little more and she took him into her arms, hugging him against her and pressing his head into her breasts."Umm, that feels nice, Mom. I like it when. Diego agreed to my conditions. We met at a restaurant I chose, a little hole in the wall place with tasty appetizers and cheap drinks. I got there after they did and saw Diego’s friend, Jose Enrique sitting at the table. Oooh, he was cute! Pretty little Latino boy with curly black locks and big green eyes and a shy smile, he was only 21. Perfect. I sat down and winked at Diego that I was into it. We had a few drinks and a few laughs and I was turned on by the fact that this guy had no idea. We walked into the big shower and I turned the water on. After getting used to the water hitting our skin, I started to clean her body. I soaped her entire body, obviously giving extra attention to her little tits. Just touching her body was enough to get my cock hard again, but both Emma and I ignored my hard rock. When I was finished, Emma started to soap my back. My cock got even harder. Her touch played a role in that, but my thoughts were really driving me crazy. Emma then proceeded to. A fact she found both appalling as well as strangely exciting as she came to think upon it later. More importantly, she wondered about two things. What had the word "fuck," meant? She'd never ever heard that particular word used before for one thing. And for the other, what were they doing?To say that Maggie was naive in the ways of the world was an understatement. Her father had always been reserved, over protective, as she'd later come to think on it. Even when she had come upon her 'curses'.