I stepped back, my body glistening.Very nice. You look positively delightful. Grab your breasts.I slid my hands over my breasts, feeling my nipples ha...den again. "Mmm..."Not like that. Now listen very carefully. From now on, your hands are my hands. When I tell you to touch yourself, I want you to picture my hands doing the touching, do you understand?I nodded. "Yes..."Good. Put some more oil in your hands.I picked up the oil and spread it over my hands, entranced, watching the message on the. It was hot and hard as a rock with veins about to pop. I constantly sucked his cock which made it a little wet and better.My daughter’s friend then pulled out his cock and picked me up. He made me sit on his lap and pushed his cock inside my vagina as I eased myself on to him. He started fucking me slowly. I was looking into his eyes with pure lust and sexual agony.Avinash slapped my buttocks hard, it made me more aroused.“Fuck me harder, you piece of shit, I will not leave you unless you. After we'd finished, she said, "Thank you. It was very nice of you to fix dinner. It was wonderful. Now its time for dessert..." Then she stood up & looked at me, with either LUST in her eyes or a bad case of indigestion, and walked toward me... !So here I was: 15 years past my sexual prime... About to finally lose my cherry!! And, mmm, what a babe she was, too! 24 years old. Sandy-blonde hair. 34-24-34. A vision of loveliness, standing there, taking off her sheer dress right before my eyes!. But more dishes were dropped to the floor, and more mothers ran out of their houses to drag their boys back to their houses, out of sight of all the other nosy neighbors.As Ken was finally dragged back into his house by his mother, leaving other remaining tough kids still mindlessly playing with their dolls and tea party until their working mothers returned home that afternoon, I felt my mother standing behind me. Without turning my head to see her face, I could tell she had that certain faint.