"Holy shit, I mean holy fucking shit, Gillian. How do you not have a guy motor boating the shit out of these?" Billy had to know.I didn't know. I gues... I was just a woman, that let things come to her. Well, it just happened that they came to me."Billy, motor boat the shit out of these tits. While I stripped our cougar completely," Shawna said sweetly.Shawna got down on her knees, and Billy leaned forward to my boobs. He began motor boating them, and I just had to laugh."Fuck, that tickles," I. And there it was, thatcock that I love so much, that does such amazing things in me, hard as abarbers' pole."Mmmmmm," I sighed, "let's stay in bed, Brad."He laughed, and pulled my hand off his cock, lacing his fingers in mine."Down, tiger."We both laughed, and just stared at each other."I didn't offend you, right?" Offend me? Telling me that I was made for cock?"He nodded up and down.I paused for a second, and pouted my lower lip. I watched some concernrise into his eyes.Then I let his. A shirt and a pair of pants is enough.”Mom’s voice actually rumbled, “Think again, James.”“So, Mom, when are we going?” He then turned his head and stared at Amanda who was sitting there laughing. “Am I amusing you?”“Absolutely, but it’s what you do,” she replied.Mom stood and said, “It’s late. Everyone get ready for bed.”James went to school with a smile on his face. Not even the ribbing he got from the jocks could sour his mood.He went to work in the same happy mood and found it became. .I lusted after her! I had an erection! My sleep was disturbed that night. My dreams were troubled and they involved doing things with Bambi Lynn that I was pledged never to do. Next morning I felt awkward and the warmth of our relationship was missing. It was my fault and I knew it. . .With every ounce of reserve that I could muster I forced myself to maintain my friendship with the lady who so sorely troubled me. By evening we were back on close, friendly terms and I worked to keep it that.