She lowered her fork and fixed Cliff with her eyes. ‘Who needs thunder?’ she said. Vi patted Sarah’s shoulder and winked meaningfully at Cliff, ...��Here’s one little lady who packs her own thunder.’ ‘I could use a little thunder, ‘ Katia responded with a roguish glance at company before her. I don’t see why when you’ve got lightening,’ Cliff returned gallantly, smiling broadly down at her and openly appraising her charms. Sarah and Vi looked at each other in mock shock. ‘Indeed,’ Coverly enthused. I was mad with desire, unable to contain my lust for this schoolgirl’s bottom. I let my lips poutpout again across her dark vortex, very tenderly and slowly letting my warm wet wide open lips lay outlined around her dark flower, my moist breath condensing on her bottom opening….and then ever so slowly would bring my lips together… softly, warm, gentle caresses with my lips …..then letting the tip of my tongue tickle her private spot, softly closing my wet lips across the top of her anus….. It makes me feel closer to you, like you are sharing something very intimate with me." Even though I knew it was wrong, I couldn’t help myself and what my body’s reactions were to hearing my son describe how my panties excited him. My hand involuntarily ran over my breast. I could feel how hard my nipples were through my t-shirt. Then my hand traveled down my stomach toward my tight sweat pants. I wanted to stop so bad, but I couldn’t help myself. I knew that he was masturbating with the. I worked road construction on the night shift to pay my way through two years of college, striving for a better future for myself. By the time I started my junior year at UCLA, though, I discovered that just being socially awkward wasn’t enough to make me a whiz at computer science. I couldn’t get excited about any other major, but I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life in construction. I hadn’t the first clue what I was going to do with my life. Add to that, my girlfriend had moved out.