My Mom had shown some great observations of things when she boughtsome of my new clothes.Mom came home a little early, so I asked her to read the stor.... Shesmiled, and said, "It's very good, and I see you've gotten into the spiritof the story with your look." I hated taking it off to go to lunch andthe counselor's appointment, but realized that I could wear the pantiesand stockings beneath my jeans.We went to lunch at a local diner, and then drove to an office building.I saw that it was. She pointed at me and said the single word “clothes!”. “Oh”, I thought she`s so choked up emotionally, she wants to see what a fine figure of a lad I had grown into. So, just to please her I removed everything even my shoes and socks then stood so proudly so she could see my now naked body. Strangely she was not overly impressed telling me “she was all mine and to carefully check her out!” while stripping off her night gown and throwing herself on the bed. I really did not understand, no-one. I wondered for a moment if she was giving me an invitation, but once again the rational side of my mind told me it was the bourbon, and she wasn’t saying things the way she meant. There was no way a girl like her was interested in her friend’s little brother. “You’ve kissed girls though, haven’t you?” Ashley asked me, to my surprise. The only girl I had ever kissed at time was Judy, and I nodded and said, “Yeah,” even though Ashley had said “girls,” in the plural. Ashley was sitting. I want to taste that tight pussy of yours and suck it so hard that all your juices will be dried up in a go.As I was typing this, I got a surprise from her. She had sent a pic of her cum filled fingers with a caption, “See what you did to my tight little pussy (with a wink emoji).”Me: WTH! I had just asked about your fantasies, and you are already dripping your juices?Neha: You want to take a direct look?Me: What?I was stunned by this message. Without wasting any time, she sent a pic. It took.