” My voice trailed off, sounding a little hopeful.I didn’t hear anything for a second, then I heard what I thought what might be the click of a li...hter. A few heartbeats later, my imagination was confirmed, as I heard the sound of a massive exhale right into the telephone handset, then she said, “I don’t know, man. I know I owe you, and I meant it, but Frank keeps me on a pretty short chain, you know? I go out with him whenever I go out, unless I go get my hair or nails done.”I was. At what age you understood how babies are made? How young you were, when first felt fine down there?When did you start to play your pussy purely for pleasure?"At first she sighs shyly. Seems to ponder, what was first at her?In which order did her theoretical and practical knowledge grow?I do not tell her, I already know from Louisa, they practised together.Both curious for boys, but to shy to dare to kiss them with tongues."Half way through basic school I knew about 'the birds and the bees'.We. I opened my mouth ever so slightly, and felt her tongue enter, and make first contact with mine. She tasted as sweet as I had imagined, my sweet Lia, alone with me at last.I led her to the bedroom, with my hand in hers, becoming more aware that this was indeed happening. I confessed to her of my attraction, and of the dreams I had of this very moment. She seemed to blush gently, and said that she had dreamed of me as well throughout the semester. I asked her what she would like me to do with. We were soon in an embrace and kiss. The mother-in-law then soaped my body as she kissed my shoulders, neck, tits, and pussy.I returned the favor but my kiss to her pussy was a French kiss, a long French kiss.She moaned.We dried each other and went to her bed naked. We embraced and kissed. I felt her hand caressing my ass so I caressed her tits. The kiss became passionate and my body was soon responding to her finger in my pussy. I slid my own finger into her pussy and we masturbated each other.