"Call me Pam Stengaard. I haven't been Mrs. Lambfinger for three or four years, thank God." You two know each other?" one of the men asked."You won't ...elieve it, it's totally embarassing," she said, but she wasn't embarassed, she just found it funny, as she explained to him how we knew each other.She was more rounded out than she had been then, broader across the hips, even bigger breasts, a little rounder and fuller face. But she still had the easygoing, relaxed earth-mother confidence that. She joined Facebook and sent me a friend request. Days went by without a talk and one day I saw her in the parking when she was returning from her classes. She called my name and said hi and we chatted for a while.The Same night, I received a message on Facebook and we started talking.We chatted about everything, old times, school, college, friends. It continued every day.She: Do you have a GF?Me: no.SHE: Y?ME: Broke up last month back.She: *Sad Smiley*, you should look for someone. I can’t. Fast was exciting. I was still on my racy just escaped Marcus high.His mouth was enjoying my mouth. Two wet expanses exploring each other rapidly. One of his hands, the grubby bugger was already inside my open blouse and under my bra cup and enjoying making my nipple hard. His other hand was suddenly under my skimpy skirt, under the elastic of my knickers and fondling around nicely with my wet pussy lips, then sliding a digit into my agitated slit. His aroused cock pressing into my thigh. I took my shirt off and after awhile so did my niece. She wasnt wearing anything under it and I spent the next hour moving stuff and staring at those young momma tits, a little bigger now that she had a k**, and that cute little body of hers.The only thing left to do was to put the box spring and mattress back on the bed frame and we took five minutes to sit on the mattress and just relax. While we sat there in her house by ourselves, her son was with his father, she started talking about how.