With a mild apology for the tolerable mess, Bobby locked the bedroom door behind us. He spun around to face me and our lips met for the first time. My...eyes closed; I could only hope that his did also. His lips were soft, exerting no pressure on my mouth. Though my drooling pussy expected a French kiss, he kept his tongue in check. Likewise his hands; they held me close enough so that my breasts pressed on his chest but his hands remained chastely on my back, not yet roaming as with most boys.I. I wondered what she was feeling. She must have felt the weight of my gaze, for she looked up and smiled reassuringly at me. It made me feel both better and worse at the same time. Here I was, starting to wallow in self-pity when she, who was headed for who-knows-what in ten minutes time, naked and wearing his chains, still took time to try and reassure me. I took a deep breath and resolved to do better. I smiled back at her and mouthed the words 'I love you'. I saw a tear roll from her eye and. Mark was gone for the summer, Bax and his family had returned to Boston and Ryan was on tour. Last he’d talked to his parents, they’d suggested he come to Michigan for a while, but he’d said no. There was no reason, he told himself. He was not going to change his plans just because Ryan had left him hanging. It wasn’t like there was nothing to do. He could hit the museums in Washington, or tour the White House. He’d always meant to visit Arlington Cemetery. He could even go farther afield into. It made his cock twitch."Nice to see you still enjoy affection from your mother," Linda smiled. "I've been meaning to talk to you Kevin, and I don't have much time right now so don't interrupt me, ok?"Kevin nodded. "Um, just let me adjust myself, sorry."He pretended to adjust his erection, but Kevin was secretly positioning his cock so that it was practically touching her pussy, which he could clearly see when he looked down. That robe did not leave much to the imagination, and his mother.