After that last year, she would never admit it but Jerry’s death had been a relief. Part of her was consumed by the guilt of that relief. She just w...nt on. Living for no other purpose than to breatheanother breath. Alan was a joy, but he was becoming a man. She felt some guilt for him as well. Alan was a blessing. He had been planning to go to an Ivy League school even though it would have been a major economic drain on the family. With his father’s death had come a real change in his plans.. Our lips locked and it didn’t take him long after that to go after what he started this for. One of his hands left mine and I felt it brush against my stomach as he traveled down to my slit. He pushed the tip of his finger inside and then back out again to rub up and down my clit. Then again he stuck the tip inside me and up and down my slit. I felt his hand leave and I started breathing heavier. He took his cock and started doing the same movements, but he never stuck his cock inside, just. I started work with the mail order company just past my sixteenth birthday. My job was really described as a trainee, but in fact I was the order office dogs body, there was little sign of any immediate training for me. The company was a leading mail order company and therefore they employed a lot of female staff, not only in the warehouse but also in the office. The order office was rows and rows of young girls answering telephones from customers and my main job was really catering to the. Mum smiled up at me and said "Well, I can't wear them again today, I bet that's not the first time you've cum on these panties, now run your fingers over my pussy, I need to feel your hard young cock inside me". I reached down and placed my hand over mums pussy mound and caressed her cunt, it felt so hot and moist, just like I had always imagined. Mum said "Go on stick your fingers inside me, finger my pussy sweetheart, you don't mind doing this for mum do you"? All my dreams had come.