Smiling I whispered,'If you move or touch I get off, ok'?He nodded, burning desire and lust written all over his face.Slowly I moved my hips, rubbing ...gainst his length using a tiny up and down motion, the tip of his penis twitched and pre-cum damped my lower belly, ran down his shaft and dribbled between my thighs lubricating my already very wet pussy lips, their soft silkiness opening slightly over his shaft as I switched position.Leaning back slightly, steadying myself I pressed a little. We remained in that embrace for a few minutes enjoying the intimacy and warmth. I did not think anything other than her affection and love. I did not think of betrayal. There was no feeling of guilt but pure joy, elation and some inexplicable feeling. For me it was the first touch of a woman. We hugged each other and I slowly rubbed her back while she held my neck tenderly and drew me closer and kissed my lips. It was the first kiss of my life. I enjoyed the kiss and still remember its. ‘Don’t worry, Mom,’ Bobby said, ‘I won’t starve.’ He got in the jeep and drove to the mall, met some of his friends, and hung around for the rest of the day. They talked about girls a lot. Bobby’s friends bragged about all the hot times they’d had with girls, but Bobby knew his buddies too well. He knew they were stretching the truth considerably, trying to out-do each other with their tales. ‘What about you, Bob?’ his friend Joe asked. ‘You score yet this summer?’ ‘Nah,’ Bobby replied. ‘I’ve. "Can you just, uh, hurry?" I'll do my best."Dr. Lindel was as good as her word as she helped James slide first her left, then her right foot into the small padded stirrups. James felt extremely exposed, and having to scoot down, opening her legs even further, didn't help much. Dr. Lindel moved the small chair between James' legs, and looked directly up the gown. Her hands moved forward, holding the plastic item.The first touch of the plastic on her was frightening. James had consciously fought.