John Thomas," she said.I admit I was a little fired up by now, so I didn't resist. I just skinned out of my shorts and let her see it.Gone was her lit...le game of just touching it with part of her hand. Mr. John Thomas became her instant new, best friend as she gripped him lovingly and stroked him like a massage therapist in training."Where did you learn to do that?" I panted."Do what?" she asked, dreamily."Move your hand up and down like that," I said."Suzie MacDonald has a porno she stole from. She stroked it slowly. “I never had anyone to watch me ... us ... before. It was exciting!”Their inexperience prevented them from discussing the next logical thought ... to have someone watch them fuck. But the seed was planted.“Want another beer, mom?”“Yes baby, thank you.”Sam stood and walked behind his mother. He leaned across her, his hands caressing her breasts through her robe. Slowly, he undid the buttons and pulled it back, exposing her to the sultry night air. In the distance, they. I loved this read.The Black TelephoneWhen I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box ... I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know.. ." i started to say before he cut me off."Get in." He said not asking me but telling me. I was going to decline but he had this air about him i couldnt ignore on top of this mafioso vibe he was giving off that was making me hornier by the second. I reached for the handle and got in. Despite my want for him i was still a bit cautious and wast hoping he wasnt going to be yet another man i had to outsmart. We drove off. The conversation really didnt go over easy and since he hadnt mentioned.