Doreen laughed loudly upon hearing that; she quickly reassured him that his anus, like her own and his mother's, was simply a source of sexual feeling...and should be utilized as such. She promised him that he need not worry about the danger of becoming a homosexual; anyone who could shove a cock into a woman's cunt or mouth with as much enthusiasm as he displayed must be thoroughly heterosexual.Doreen further contributed to the youth's continued arousal by giving him a close look at her pussy as. ”“Fuck you!” Lauren flipped him both middle fingers, which only made Peter laugh louder.“So, I guess that means you’re going to rush home in anger and not eat dinner.” Peter wrapped his arms around her to keep her in place.“I should, you bastard,” Lauren said, trying not to smile. She sniffed the aroma of the casserole wafting her way. “Uh, maybe I’ll go home after dinner, that smells pretty good, actually.”“Yeah, why don’t you wait until after dinner to punish me.” Peter kept an arm around. Just a faint whisper. In my dream, it sounded like Brenda trying to wake me.I suddenly sat straight up.“Relax, relax! It’s just me. It’s me, Brenda.”OMG! She came! She was there! The moon was high and bright enough that I could clearly see her kneeling next to me. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the moonlight. There was enough light that I could see that she was smiling. She was wearing a large t-shirt and a pair of loose shorts.“What’s wrong?”“We need to talk.” I suddenly was scared. When her period came, her mouth took care of me just like the first time.We had busy schedules so we had to plan our get-togethers. We were both in school and lived at home so that made things somewhat of a challenge.Once in a while something happened that I should’ve paid more attention to. There was one time that my class was canceled so I went over to see her and her mom said she wasn’t home when she should’ve been. When I asked her about that the next time we were putting our parts together.