"Something... something... at the window," she managed to choke out. As I moved away from her bed toward the window, I realized for the first time tha... I was completely nude."Don't turn on the light," I snapped at her, now more concerned about my state of undress than about her fright. I didn't realize until later that it really didn't matter about the light, since both the direct and reflected moonlight flooded the room with light and made me quite visible to her. Reaching the window, and at. But, it was all I could thing about. The sight of hi cock, the taste of his jizz. It wasn’t more than a few days later until I found myself in my room, with no one else home, with that older boy. He acted so cocky, so confident, and it turned me on. It let me feel like being submissive was ok, was almost expected. When he layed back on my bed and put his hands behind his head, I knew what to do, what was expected, but I needed to know it was ok, I needed to be told.I layed on the bed next to. He kept his face pressed against her moist cunt, his lips and tongue still trying to get as much of the fast-flowing juices as they possibly could. She went on like that for some time.At last the spasms died away, but for awhile Ned continued to lick away on his mother's twat. It was too beautiful to ignore, and he just couldn't tear his nose away from something that heavenly smelling. "If you're trying to lick me dry," Babs said weakly, "you'll never make it. No guy every has. I'm far too wet. Show up there ready for the experience of your life."That was really intriguing to me, and the fact that she had planned a surprise for me made me love her all the more.I could hardly contain my excitement when I showed up at 7 o'clock that Saturday at the apartment building that Melissa had given me the address for. I gingerly knocked on the second floor apartment door and after a few seconds smiling Melissa, dressed only in négligée, opened it. "Hi Henry dear," she growled in the most.