I see the look of exhilaration on her face now as only a small piece of cotton and elastic are in her way of my package. ‘Lookie, lookie here,’ Ka...e starts to say, ‘somebody is ready for a little fun aren’t they?’ She then takes the same index finger and starts to run it across the fabric of the boxers. She traces my manhood under the boxers, and finally ends up tracing and going over my balls. During this whole time of her outlining ‘my boy’, I’m gasping for air, my breath is ragged and ‘he’. Then we moved to the bed. She laid down between us and we went down on her from head to toe. Her nipples were rock hard and she moaned far more passionately than I'd ever heard before. I hoped it was because her fantasy was coming true and not just because Kevin was there. Kevin and I took turns licking her drenched pussy. At some point I left him to eat her out for a few minutes while we kissed and I went down on her beautiful tits hard and heavy. She'd ram her tongue into my mouth like she. The only bad side was the increase of hairs on my pubis, my outer lips and extend to the internal part of my thighs. My mother noticed it also and said that it was one step on my adult development. I understood this easily as my sexual Education at school explained this to all my contemporary school friends.With the beginning of my menstruation I understood that I reached the adult age, physically speaking. The only bad side was this growing of a disgraceful hairy bush which really obsessed me. With embarrassment mother asked, "Do you think your father would still have left me if I had been... careful in my appearance like I am now?"The question took me by surprise and I felt the tension leave my tightened shoulders. "I don't know mom. Maybe." We had never really talked about my parents marriage before, nor even the recent divorce.There was a pregnant pause that I knew she had more to say and so I sat silent. This was what a man does, listen at the proper times. Listening to mother.