Mom went into great detail about how he ate her out and came inside her twice and then she never saw him again. She talked so much about herself she...never got back to me which was fine as I was still a virgin. I am short and fat, about five foot two and 170 pounds. My pecker is only about five inches. I do not have alot of women lining up to fuck me. Mom is built the same way I am but listening to her talk she got plenty of action in her teenage years. We continued to have our talks and I. "You don't really think we hang out here just because this place is closer to school, do you?" In truth, they had, and she knew it, but as he slowly increased the intensity and the frequency the excitement he was sending into her body, her ability to think about it rationally started to fail her."J-Jake, I'm flattered..." she tried to continue in the teasing tone he had used, but as her arousal grew, her awareness of Jake's masculinity started to blur her ability to think of him as her son's. Not something I needed while I waited to kill someone.I decided that I really wanted a full charge going into the night's activities. It would be nice, just in case I had to make a run for it on that bike. It took very little energy to drive the cruiser, but it took quite a bit more, as you can imagine, to pedal the bike ten miles. Which should explain why I used a combination of the two whenever I could.So the question became, where could I plug in for half an hour without being seen.. Boy was that sex - oh yes and it was hot.That's one of the problems about chocolate - as if you need me to tell you - it gets hot, it melts - oh and it gets messy - very, very messy.What was that quote of Woody Allen's - 'if it ain't messy you ain't doin' it right.'Yeah or some such thing - whatever!Let me tell you about it.Sam had read about it somewhere, some stupid article in a women's magazine. I'll give Sam that, she was adventurous. For some reason that became clearer as the evening went.