.Then she whispered in my ear:(“mom…let’s ‘do us‘...ok?, please?”) …then she kissed me, long and so wet. I froze as I felt her tongue sl...p slightly in my mouth. I was kinda in shock but the jolt in my vagina was awesome! We had never kissed like that, ever before.I whispered, out of breath: (“Oh my (gasp)….my little girl is growing up and wants to do more now?”)(I didn’t quite know what ‘do us’ meant.) She said that she likes guys and sometimes girls to play with. We had never done ‘do us‘, but. She worked her clit harder and faster, trying to reach that ever elusive peak. Her fingers worked at lightning speed, twisting and pulling her nub roughly. Alyce, also, knew Chet was about ready to blow at any time. His thrusts, which were long, slow, and steady, were now short jabs. He was concentrating on rubbing the head against her pubic bone. With his fingers digging in deeply into her soft hips, Chet leaned forward over her back to give himself the added stimulation against her bone. “Oh,. A new family. New friends. New credit cards! I was happy with the way things were. If my husband needed new conquests to make him happy... Fuck it! As long as he didn't bring home any STDs, I decided I could live with it. Besides, my husband really was a nice guy if you over-looked his cheating and his seemingly almost complete lack of interest in having sex with his safe, stay-at-home wife. I guessed he needed the thrill of the chase to get his motor going.The one thing I couldn't live with. ”“He already has a song about him on the radio,” Liz noted. “And another on one of my other discs. You heard both of them last night, in fact.”Sarah’s laser-like gaze shifted to the room’s other occupant.“‘Invisible, ‘“ Liz said. “Golden Boy, too.”“I wondered about that when you sang it last night,” Sarah said. “I ... didn’t know about the other one. You said last year that you’d only twice written songs about a specific person. It was those two.”“No,” Liz admitted. “Yes, I was talking about.