This is her weak spot, whenever I want to get Katya excited I always start this way. Katya sighs and pushes back against me, turning her head so that ...ur lips touch, just gently brushing at first until Katya turns herself so that we face each other and our kiss develops properly. I long for this moment all day, although sex with Katya is magical a simple kiss is a prelude to much better things and keeps me going until later. As our lips part I take out a paper tissue and wipe away the dirt from. He got the story out of me and insisted that I come home with him. I demurred, but he kept insisting, so the only thing that I could do was to accept his hospitality. He helped me onto my horse and led my little caravan to his home.Mrs. Schmidt was as kindhearted as her husband, so they quickly had me in bed in the spare room with my clothes removed. That was slightly embarrassing, but I was hurting so much by this time that I did not worry about that for long. Mrs. Schmidt was a very competent. Mom paused for a second, and I knew my secret was out, but instead of pulling away Mom pushed closer as our bodies rocked back and forth to music. My breath grew deeper, and my hands gripped Mom's hips. I was lost in the Moment when Mom lifted her head and lightly spoke."I wish we can stay like this." And I felt her pull on my neck drawing our faces closer with each other until our lips pressed passionately together. I felt that magical spark once again rush through my body as our kiss lingered. One night after drinking too much at a night club downtown, i needed a place to crash and my house was too far. my mother who had just moved in with this trailer park mexican trash dude and was living in a crappy apartment not far from the neighborhood i was in. I went by there to sleep and found her boyfriend there loading a bowl of meth into a bubble glass pipe. I was surprised because my mom taught me to hate meth. he was drunk and was watching bi-sexual porn and jacking his short fat hairy.