I started working a single finger in and out of my tight pussy. I hadnt been with a man in a while, and I could tell. The brief make out session with ...ommy had me dripping. I lay back on my bed and began to work my finger in and out of my increasingly wet pussy. I could feel my temperature rising when I heard a knock at my front door. Are you fucking kidding me?!?!? I tried to ignore it when I heard Tommys voice. Jess, open up. I threw on a robe and went to the door. Tommy was standing there,. What was it?"Mary shook her head and looked as if she were trying not to laugh. "Oh, Doug." She stepped around the table and squeezed him tightly. "She's thirteen years old, Doug. She's not a baby any more."His body stiffened in her arms. "So what was it you said?" he asked with a quiet voice cloaked in suspicion.He felt a small chuckle ripple through her as she rubbed her cheek against his shoulder. "That's my point. Nothing. She's quite capable of thinking for herself. She's been blessed with. I couldn’t control more and I started pumping my cock.I fantasized my boss’s wife’s soft hands on my cock pulling the skin up and down while she uttered my name and asking me if I liked this. I imagined her lips kissing mine while she gave me a hard handjob. My balls grew tighter and I let out a deep groan and to my surprise, it came out loud. I emptied a huge load and washed my cock.I returned as if everything was normal and there she was sitting like a kingdom to be conquered. I noticed that. Now she did not tell my dad what she had done butsaid I was sick and the doctor said I should stay in bed for a day or twoand I should be better.By the end of summer mommy said I should start removing the peach fuzz onmy legs and also taught me to shave them and my armpits. I started todevelop breast just like Jean and my other friends which seem to benormal so I did not think anything was abnormal till daddy started to askquestions of mommy about me.Now you have to picture me being 5'2" at.