I let out a gasp as she had never touched me like this before. I'd wanted this for so many years and her hand was upon my manhood, tracing its outline... feeling its engorged state. She smiled at me realizing what she'd just created and returned to softly kissing my chest and stomach. My body was alive and I felt every nerve ending stand to attention as she softly kissed and touched my skin. Agony, such sweet agony, yet such sweet enjoyment nonetheless. Suddenly she slid off the couch next to me. The smile simultaneously seemed completely appropriate and inappropriate given the situation. But I ignored it and moved on. I angled my ass over her face and began pushing my panties out of my ass, which was much easier than pushing hers out my cunt. I don’t even think Jess helped to pull them out, I think I just, forgive the wording, shat them out on her. She must’ve had a hold on them with her mouth though as when I started to move (because I thought they were totally out), I felt the very. By the time we arrived Friday night, after a long tiring drive, it wastoo late to do much but settle in and rest up for the girly times tocome.The early dawn light revealed a beautiful two-story 'cabin' that waslarger than the house I grew up in, and better appointed too. I evenhad a large bedroom and bathroom to myself. It was an easy place tolike.I'd grabbed fresh underwear, a sports bra, crop top, shorts, and sandalsby the time Marge called me down for a light breakfast.While we munched on. ” Actually, the doctor she remembered, and not too well, was her pediatrician. She’d only gone to Mom’s doctor two times, and those were for bad cases of flu. She couldn’t remember much of anything from those feverish times, much less the doctor’s name.“If you don’t want to ask your mother for a name, do you want to ask Prof. Pierce?”“Huh!”“As I said, the women in the choir gossip with each other. They don’t talk to me about such things, but I hear. I’ve heard her say nice things about her.