My hands shifted to her hips, lifting her so she could straddle my lap. She kissed me again, more deeply this time, as my hands ran up her thighs and ...queezed her ass. I found the zipper on the back of her skirt and tugged it down smoothly, not wanting to break the trance we were in. When I was done with the zipper, my hands slid up her thighs, under her skirt this time, and I gripped her hips again as she ground herself against me. My erection pressed hard against her, eliciting a soft. No cigarette stench. And the perfume. Maybe she lost the roller she used to use. Stop it, Cindy. You're bigger than this catty crap."Mom, I forgive you."Okay, now two of us are crying.Finally I said, "Drink your Coke. The ice is melting."She caught a sob, broke into a little bit of a smile. "You're still a piece of work. I never could get a handle on you, you know." I don't know, Mom." I do." Your last letter. You're REALLY a college grad?" Yes ma'am," I said. "Working on a master's degree and. I hope you don't mind that me and Stacy warmed her up for you.” She says glaring down at Lia as she try to crawl towards the door. The short latina man, looks down at her tight little white ass crawling across the floor and immediately unzips his pants. His cock is on the large side of average. Without any warming he pounces on Lia, savagely shoving his six inch cock up her virgin asshole. Lia screams as pain tears through her body. Blood trickles out of her ass, as he viciously sodomizes. It was almost like a cruel joke: when you have something unpleasant in the back of your mind—well, I had a literal reminder on the back of my head causing me both physical and mental pain. I couldn’t wait to talk to Cherry.Just before 2:30 my phone dinged with a text message from the prettiest girl in the world. Cherry said that she needed to tell me some things and wanted to know if I could talk. I texted back ‘of course’ and waited for her call. Fifteen minutes later, my phone rang, but.