Suddenly I wanted her so badly but I knew I had to play safe..She came from bathroom and was acting like everything is ok.. I asked:Me: itni jaldi (wi...ked at her)R: mtlb??Me: nai tumhara laptop dekha maine, itni jldi ho b gaya…. (again winked)She knew she was busted… But still acted normally…Me: dekho muje sb pta hai.. You can be free with me…R: hmm.. Yar apko to pata h na…College me har type ki girls hoti h…Bla blaShe was just trying to say that she was getting spoilt because of other girls…I. .." I know mom," I said. "People can think whatever they want."She didn't look at me when she said, "It was good Bobby." She didn't have to tell me what she was talking about.I said, "It was more than good mom."She laughed a little and said, "Yeah...I wanted to give myself to you, but...is this only going to be about sex?"I said, "I don't know what it's going to be about mom, and the best I could come up with, after thinking about it all night is, why don't we just see where it goes. It's crazy. I grabbed his forearm and held it with all of my strength to keep him from working his fingers inside of the elastic band where they would meet with my freshly shaven sex. His other hand had worked my left breast out of its bra cup where he was rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. I wanted to tell him to stop but his mouth was clamped onto my mouth and his tongue was inside of me as though he wanted to sample my stomach contents. In spite of my predicament my mind went wandering. I knew from my parents that it was somehow a “dirty” thing to have and very private. They even called it “my privates.” My girlfriends wouldn’t even say the word out loud…only mentioning it in whispers. So I was very shy about it all what with walking around knowing that I had a cunt! At least it was hidden under my dress and panties. It may seem strange but as soon as I started to grow up I learned sex was dirty and it all centered on having a cunt. Something I shouldn’t show or touch and.