In the dressing table mirror he could see a very curvaceous arse looking straight back at him. His eyes closed momentarily as he relished the feeling....His cock was growing, pulsing and pushing upwards. For the first time he heard a slurping sound emanate from below. He pushed the bedclothes off his torso and looked down to where his cock was growing rapidly. Angie was laying half across the bed, half propped up on her knees. Her mouth was eagerly slurping on his cock and she was sucking and. So sit back and get ready for a week of sand, sun, drama, and fun as Rachel takes her first steps into the next chapter of her life. As always, I appreciate your ratings and comments and I welcome any and all feedback but understand that I am very sensitive, and if you’re too harsh, I will delete everything from this site and never try to be creative again. I’m kidding. Enjoy! *All characters in this story are 18 years or older* PREVIOUS — Chapter 5: Direct Hits CHAPTER 6 ‘I still can’t believe. "Mom, you have something on the front of your dress, why don't you brush it off." I offered.Mom's hands moved to brush down the front of her dress. For the next half-hour I had mom do little things like that, still not quite believing what was happening. The last thing I asked mom to do was more risky, but I needed to know. I told her that she had sugar on her fingers and to suck them clean. Mom did exactly that. Taking each finger into her mouth and sucking on it. It was just a little thing,. One evening several weeks later Grace had departed for an appointment with Dr. Knowles and I was sitting at my desk working with my laptop on and the surveillance program running. I was always fascinated by the technology that allowed me to track her car. Grace was taking evening appointments at the psychiatrist's office on Wednesdays now so she wouldn't have to leave her job early. I noticed that she arrived at the office for her appointment and a short time later her car left the parking lot.