”“Yeah, but I wasn’t in love with Lisa.”“And you were in love with Kelly?”I nodded.“Weren’t you a bit young to be in love? You were wh...t, sixteen?”“You can be in love at sixteen. It’s the fiercest type of love, the kind that burns the strongest. Trouble is that it rarely lasts.”Clarissa thought about this while we walked then asked, “So how old do you think you have to be before you find real love? The kind that lasts a lifetime.”“Any age, I guess. I think if we’d have worked at it, Kelly and I. My cock was ready to burst. I climbed up on the bed and moved in between those beautiful long legs. I grabbed my painfully ridged dick. It felt like I had a boa constrictor sticking out between my legs; it was pulsing and jerking around. I was more then a handful just then. I rubbed the tip of my cock-head along her wet pussy lips. I said in a whisper, “Do you want my big cock in your cunt Mom?” Getting no negative response to this question, I slowly sled my tree trunk of a cock. How wrong he was; as I climbed out of the car and locked it just about every curtain close by seemed to twitch. I just smoothed my hair over my shoulder making sure it was just so and swayed my hips as I walked to the door. I rang on the bell and within seconds Peter opened the door just as though he had been standing right next to it. “Come in, Miss Kylie.” Peter tried to usher me in quickly but I re-smoothed my hair looked back and smiled before stepping inside. “You look great, Miss.” “Thank. Usually, your caring yet slightly overbearing mother was usually the one that stood by your side and did most of the cleaning for you, and despite your maturing age, she has still continued to do so for as long as you could remember in your eighteen years of life. That you remember.Except today! Today is the day after your recent birthday! It's hard to believe that you are finally grown up to be at the age of an adult! The big one-eight!Your mom has finally considered you to be adult enough to.