One rule around our house was that laundry did not belong on the floor, not even dirty laundry. In the washer, in a hamper, in a closet, anywhere but ...he floor. Mom's idea was that dirty laundry should be in your way so you would be motivated to get it washed. It didn't matter if it was in my way, if it was on the floor it might be in her way, and that was a bad thing. Then it was time.I headed down the hall into the kitchen for my usual orange juice and toast. Surprise! There was a pan of. Anne recoiled as if it were a snake and tried to shove it back. She only succeeded in turning more pages. “I can’t believe…..what the hell is a rabbit?” Anne paused , the read the narrative. Her Mom snorted, “Now you’re curious? Well, that’s my next vibe.” “Why are you telling me this stuff?” “Well, you’re a young woman now, not a child anymore. And, I realized we haven’t had this talk yet.” “We’ve had the birds and bees talk. When I started my period.” “That was the talk suited for a. She poured some of the water in her glass and took a sip. "Can I ask you a question, though?" she asked as she walked around a little nervously."Sure. What is it?" Didn't you have a good time tonight?" As a matter of fact, Liz, I really did. I enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would. It was fun and I'm glad I went." Well, after the scene you made at Sandy's last week, I thought you might stop somewhere on the way home." Stop somewhere?" Yeah. You know, a lover's lane or something. I. She then got on the floor and before I could say anything the whole dick was in her mouth….she was licking and sucking my rod like a real professional I could see my pre-cum smearing her lips, and she would take my dick in and out… I had never had such pleasure getting a blow job, I was getting excited and I caught hold of her hair and pushed her head more till she began to gag….Her speed increased and suddenly I shot my cum into her throat…..She swallowed it all. Then she got up on the bed and.