Althoughshe couldn't in all honesty deny that it turned her on. Some of it. Well, mostof it, actually. Was it her fault that her body responded with h...ge orgasms?She had no control over that. She didn't want it to happen, but it did. Andwho could blame her for craving more of it, for letting him do those disgustingthings to her when it led to such shatteringly delicious results? "You need to come out of your shell," he had told her. Well, she had certainly done that . It had started out as. He started moving his hand higher up my thigh and eventually I started touching him too. My mother found out that we were flirting and ordered me to stop. That only made me want him even more. I restrained myself and followed her command.He did not understand. He wanted me so much. My pussy was so wet just from looking at him.One night my mom asked her friend to stay. Tom looked happy. We sat next to each other. Suddenly his hand was rubbing all over my pussy. I was startled. I could not ask. Helena was now running that thing up inside her making it buzz on her G-spot. That was all she needed, she cried out and her ass began to raise up of the bed. Her toes curled hard and she rocked head back and forth her eyes in a tight grimace. Her breathing huffy and raspy. She shivered and quivered hard with her ass still nearly a foot off the bad as she cried out long and loud, cumming hard, over and over, and over, again, and again, and again. Then everything went black her head was spinning. "Bloody hell mum," I was amazed. "Are they, you know?" Every one of them," she laughed. "I was a very horny girl." You still are mum," I said as I ran a hand up beneath the back of her dress."This is the one," she said. "You said you liked sexy little panties, well watch this."The film opened by showing a car pulling up outside our house, mum was the driver and as she opened the car door, the camera zoomed in on the minuscule little skirt that had ridden up over her thighs. She had stockings on.