“I would gladly lick your pussy all day if it meant I could make love with my daddy!”“You will. No guy can resist a slut. I'll talk to you later...”“Bye!”I wanted to keep masturbating as I ended the call, but I was so excited. I hoped to my feet, my round breasts jiggling before me. Cum trickled down my thighs, leaking out of both holes. I loved it, feeling like just such a slut. I gripped my phone in hand, my pussy on fire, and then wondered where my mom was.Not in the kitchen. I didn't hear any. In thedays, we went to the mall and checked out more babes. One of ourbest methods was to go to a ladies clothing store and "browse"for gifts for an imaginary girlfriend or relative. We often gota peek into the ladies change room. We also became connoisseursof ladies fashions and what we liked and didn't like. We werehaving a great time. After about a week, Paul pointed out that we had better poundthe pavement and get some work. Otherwise we'd be moving back toour parents homes in the suburb we. She was facing the wall of water and her back was to me so she did not see or notice me enter. “Can I wash your back” I asked. She turned quickly, realized it was me and said “Yes I would like that”. I took the wash cloth and hopped into the shower with behind her. As I lathered her back I heard several deep moans from Samie. Apparently she was enjoying it, honestly I was too. “This is nothing I taught you ... Are starting to work on the extra credit project before the test” she said. With her. And asked me if I wanted to drink milk. I think she still saw me as a child and didn’t have any intentions. I pressed her breasts to my hearts liking. After a while I opened her nighty and sucked her nipples like a baby would do. Though she was trying to play it off as child’s play I could sense her being turned on. I could feel her nipples become hard and she started breathing hard. I continued my antics well into the night but I never ventured away from her breasts. Sometime late at night we.