He got up and kneeled on the floor in front of me, so close, I could feel the heat from his breath. There was that smile again, transporting me back t... another time – the night of my first French kiss. The room was dimly lit and Simon and Garfunkel's Sound of Silence set the intimate backdrop for the party. About a dozen 13-year olds huddled in the protection of the basement shadows for one of our Friday night 'get-togethers'. Everyone had paired off with this week's crush with hopeful intent.. That was optimal height to provide the deadliest dispersion of their cargo of tightly packed half centimeter diameter explosive dodecahedrons. She was still losing about one bomb in every five to Swarm laser beams. She watched three more 150 meter hemispheres take bites out of the front of the Swarm horde. As the blast hemispheres started to dissipate, rivers of gray-green poured into the areas, rapidly covering the exposed and torn ground. Thousands more followed them.The scary part was that. "Half!" Hannah cried and as she stilled she found herself sinking agonisingly ever further onto my prong, providing me with such exquisite pleasure that I could contain myself no further and I lay back eyes closed to enjoy the moment of expulsion."Oh no, don't you dare!" Lady Garth exclaimed but suddenly my loins were pumping and a quart and more of my stickiness surged forth within poor Hannah."Ohhhh," she gasped, "Mummy!" He's claimed you you idiot!" Lady Garth cried, "Come away, quickly, you. She stood up and looked at Tom and smiled. She sat facing him on his lap. She moved up a little more so that the bottom of his dick was right up against her tight, wet pussy. She moved up and down a little just to tease him a little more. She finally sat up all the way, placed the head of his dick right at the opening of her pussy and moved down. It felt just as good as it did every Friday. The pleasure was just so much as she bounced up and down on his cock her breasts bouncing along as well..