She was surprised and hugged me saying it’s so romantic thing. As we were having dinner she said, ” You know how much these romantic stuff turn me...on?”I said, ” I know and I plan to fuck your brains out tonight all night long”She sat up and led me to the bedroom and fell on the bed bare back and slowly spread her legs saying, “Fuck me, baby , fuck me with your big cock, have your way with me, punish me for being a filthy girlfriend.I was turned on. And I jumped on her on the bed, tore off her. “Get onto your hands and knees, head against the pillow.” I instructed, and she did as she was told. Reaching over to some of the things that I had purchased and pulled a set of beads up into the air, looking them over. I then reached over for some lub and spread it against my fingers. Running my lubbed fingers against her ass she moaned loudly and I could feel her body tense up. We had never done any sort of anal play, so I was not sure how this was going to play out. “If at any point this. And then it crossed my mind, I would love to make love to my mother again!". With my free hand, I carressed her body as I cleaned her up. I ran my hand slowly over her back, I rubbed the back of her neck and pinched her hard nipples between my fingers. She was drifting in and out of sleep, but she was responding to my carresses. She moaned and put her arms around my neck, lifted her lips and started french kissing me. Her tongue darted in my mouth, licked my teeth and I kissed her back. John, my best pal, whom I had played with for most of my young life, was already there, he being Two years older than me. His parents had a shop just around the corner from where I lived and I had known him and been “best mates” with him for ever.We would walk to school together and come back home again together.It was the summer of 1965 and I was a teenager.One day on the trip home from school, John was “busting” for a pee, we were near the old disused coal yard and he went behind one of the.