Mmm, don’t stop. Uh, we got together on the average of about three times each week. Not enough for this horny kid, but I knew how lucky I was, most ...uys were only dreaming about it, I was getting it. ‘Seems hard to imagine, but this went on for almost a year. I got to be pretty good at giving her orgasms, even some big ones at times. I got very used to being between her legs licking her and probing her with my fingers. Then on the week of my seventeenth birthday, she said I was old enough to. Mum woke up and asked me if I wanted a coffee, as she got up I saw her fattish pussy and her huge tits hanging gets an inch from my mouth, I reached out and kissed her right on the nipple, her nipple was still a little sticky from the milk last night, she said “thanks that was nice, did you enjoy last night, you know the last time I saw you completely naked was when you were eleven and you had just started to grow your hair down there” she came back with two cups of coffee and we sat looking. His motion became rhythmic, pushing into her then retreating, in and out. The thrusting sensation became a singular centre, a nucleus of delight that grew and grew to fill her awareness. She never thought should sensation were possible, never imagined that any man could provoke her body to feel this way. This Khan that commanded armies of men now commanded such exquisite control of her body, better than she knew it herself. Her will was now bent to his as she gasped and moaned incomprehensibly. I reach out and stroke my hands up your soft back. I revel in the tingling that darts through my palms just from the pleasure of touching you. I feel your hands move to my fly and I tuck my thumbs into the sides of your sweats. I lower them gently as I kiss a fiery trail down your torso. As you kick the pants out of the way I reach for the scrap of lace pretending to be underwear and slide them off too. As I part your legs and lay kisses on your soft, downy mound, you reach down and release the.