Her pussy was surprisingly tight, and as I worked my fingers in, savouring the sound of the wet hole giving way to my searching digits, I noticed her ...lump teenage body trembling and her dripping cunt beginning to pulse.Freeing my thick, hard cock from my jeans I checked that no-one was around and shifted my position so I was behind her. By pushing her forward a little, and watching her huge milky tits squashing under her on the table, I was able to lift her exposed pussy from the bench. The. . cared enough."Howard put her back on the bed and brushed her hair out of her face. She put both hands up to cover her face and he pulled her hands away. "Don't hide from me, please. Talk to me, yell at me, scream, throw things, have a temper tantrum, I don't care. Just don't hide from me." I don't ... I'm not temperamental ... I don't throw tantrums." Well, maybe you need to. Take a picture of that useless "guy" who abused you last, and use him as a target. When that's out of your system,. "I said that I would eat mom's pussy. Truth be told, I've wanted to since I was just little." My eyes are WIDE at this point. She continues "when I was young, well, if I wasn't a teenager, I was no younger than twelve, I'd wait until mom got in the bathtub and then I'd have to 'go pee' but I was really checking out her boobs and trying to see her pussy lips. She never paid any attention and never knew what I was doing. If you really pay attention, I occasionally still do it." She looks at me. Over the years, Steve and I became very close friends. We were however, about as opposite as two k**s could get. Steve was and still is a brutally handsome young man, charismatic, dark hair, olive skin, even at a young age, women swarmed to him. Me, on the other hand, I was quiet and reserved with no sort of “game” whatsoever where women were involved. The sound of the phone beeping in my hand due to its being off the hook too long brought me to attention. Throwing caution to the wind I.