And I was kind of embarrassed to ask.Mom sat back, giving me a loving smile. "Actually, Wendy..." she purred, "how would you like to try something dif...erent tonight, instead of masturbating?" She smiled. "I think you're old enough for something new ... something very exciting."I was intrigued, to say the least. "Well ... sure. What is it?" I asked, genuinely curious.Still wearing her mysterious smile, she stood, reaching out for my hand. "Let's go upstairs, honey."I followed Mom up the stairs,. I had experienced mini orgasms a few times while masturbating, but I had never felt what I felt now. My little nips were rock hard. I could help but to moan and then it happened. I cum harder than ever before. This seemed to send Rock into a frenzy when he tasted me. His licking became faster and his long tongue wax striking my ass too. God I was hot! I got some pussy juice on two fingers and rubbed it on my little tits. I encouraged Rock to lick them which wasn't a problem. As he moved his. .turns out it was the strawberry sauce for her cheesecake, not bbq sauce We laughed and went back to the car, and called it a night, but she invited me to karaoke the next night, so I made a new plan. I had never done it, but decided i was going to sing "I can’t fight this feeling anymore" for her. If you know the words of the song they fit really well "what started out as friendship has grown stronger", etc. However, they had other REO songs, but not that one!!!....grrrrrr!!! So I sang. I'm not intending to be holier-than-thou, goodness knows I've said and done hurtful things to others for no good reason. But I guess when something like this affects you personally, you become more sensitive to that criticism and realize just how cruel it is. Anyway, even though I tried my best to pretend this was no big deal, Geoff sensed how I really felt and would thus try to deflect the verbal shots directed at me and to steer conversation in a different direction. He also told me in.