I'd hithim. "Pooh!" I said under the covers. I guess I hadn't really hurt him at all. He was a lot bigger than me, I remembered, nearly a foot talle... perhaps,with wide shoulders and dark hair cut in a sort of short shaggy,post-Beatles look. And he'd been young, half my original age probably. Which would make him much too old for Amy, me, that is.I squirmed at the thought of considering the suitability of any male for anypurpose vis-a-vis my new self."There wasn't supposed to be any one home.. .." and she dried up and looked down."Because what?" he asked softly."Because ... b-because," she whispered and then looked up, "I love you." She looked down again quickly. "And I can't bear the thought of losing you."His hand had tightened convulsively on hers and she raised her eyes again. She had never seen him look so happy. Everything about him radiated joy."Oh, Tig ... my precious little Tig ... I love you too ... have done for months." He gazed at her. He had to restrain himself yet once. “What if someone sees us, Mommy?” I asked, using that trigger word, which made my cock throb.“They’ll rub their cocks or their pussies and watch us. They’ll watch us fuck, baby boy. And they’ll come watching us fuck. But first, show Mommy how well you can eat her pussy.”“Oh, Mommy,” I gasped and moved my head between her thighs. She smelled so good, her cunt odor like the finest aphrodisiac. She’d woken up horny, I knew, and then our sex talk had got her going. Girl gravy leaked from her thick. She hadn't come close to going to bed with someone she fancied like Lucy though. However, she was up for it and she held Lucy's hand as they went upstairs together. Both were smiling albeit Lucy was still rubbing her bottom with her free hand.Kathy and Lucy stood by the bed.Lucy unzipped her dress and let it slip down to the floor. She unclipped her bra and let the straps slide down her arms, catching the bra and bending down to scoop up the dress. She placed both items of clothing on a chair.