There was a sense of appreciation and he asked me with a bit of surprise in his voice whether I had never masturbated before marriage. I told him that...I had played with my pussy but was afraid to put my fingers or anything else inside me, as I had reserved it for my ‘beloved future husband’ and smiled passionately at him.We then lay down on the bed and kissed for a while again. I could feel his fingers probing around my pussy lips. I reached down and took his still hard dick in my hand. He. After I had got up I had started right away, I went to the garage and started clearing everything out so I can organize it and sweep. As I was finishing up my mom was just pulling into the driveway from grocery shopping. "Give your mom a hand with these groceries honey" hearing her call me honey again brought a tingle down my spine. I pictured last night once again and had a small chode growing. I cleared my mind quickly and went to the car to grab the groceries; once inside I placed them on. My mother worried about that. Part of the reason is that I started developing at an earlier age than most of my friends, and boys were, well, boys. They were more interested in feeling me up, or at least feeling my chest, than getting to know me. That changed when I met Jeff. He was an exception." Did you two... you know?" I thought I told you about that. You remember, the trial and all that?" Oh, yeah." That's something to remember, too," she said after a bit. "I've seen those Public Service. Ascending the steps required Judith's aid as Marywas encumbered by the cape and also still somewhat incapacitated by thedrugs she had been administered.Through the door at the top of the steps a swiftly unlocked door ledinto a panelled hall which spoke of tastefully used wealth. The hallgave way to an equally decorous living room heated by a large, efficientwood burning stove contained in a vast fireplace and which wasslumbering redly as they entered.Judith bent to adjust the fire to increase.