I introduced myself and she told me her name was Julia. We talked, and it wasn’t long before we were flirting and she slid her hand over my crotch a...few times.We danced to the live music and kissed a few times. She was a great kisser. We ended up going for a walk around the school, letting each other know our full intentions of going home together.We ended up in the toilets, laughing like a couple of teenagers as I grabbed her ass and she wrapped her hand around my cock while still in my. "I kiss you again and then climb off and sit next to you. You rest your head on my shoulder and we drink our beers in silence."I still can't believe it," you offer."What can't you believe?" My orgasm. I'm stunned." Maybe I made a mistake?"You take your head off my shoulder and look at me. "What mistake?" I was too good. Now I've spoiled you. If every orgasm I give you isn't as good as that one, I'm going to be in trouble." Grinning, I turn to look at you."That's your problem, mister. Every. At first the mother felt uncomfortable with the outer side of one full leg pressed against her son - let alone seated so close to him. Yet, he seemed not to even notice - indeed, he seemed to enjoy the closeness. In truth, after being reassured of its innocence, the closeness felt good as well, if alien."Its your favourite song mom!"It was. It had been revealed weeks ago - a song from a different life. Teresa did not feel comforted though, only saddened.But then her son held out his arms and. "And so I walked out of the kitchen and went back to Patrick's bedroom. It sure seemed like his mother had no problem with me walking around naked in their home.And for those who would wonder! No, I wasn't feeling aroused or anything like that. I just felt like how I would feel at home these days. I think I was more than used to being naked now, and being naked inside wasn't anything to be aroused about. Well, not when I had nothing else planned of course.When I walked into Patrick's bedroom,.