Other friend also had some work at his home and so he left. I didn’t have anything to do, so stay there watching the match. We started cuddling, he ...as holding me. He was taking pics of us. I was making funny faces and cute faces to the camera. Then we started kissing.We already had sex once when we had gone to Goa for a trip with friends. It was only once. It was my first time. I was a lil drunk that time; I was not sure what I was doing. But it was fun. After that I was scared. And avoided. "Bash says hi." When you said you were turning me into Tryxi Trash, you never said Tryxi the Trash-dumpster and why doesn't Bashy get to bring the trash out? I never get to see him anymore," the dumpster complained."Now Tryxi, don't worry about Bash. You know I take very good care of him. Besides it's trash pick up day." Oh goody! Are you going to stand and watch again?" Tryxi asked."Since it turns you on so for me to watch, I will. It's the least I can do, considering," Julie replied. . "Stay in bed for as long as you like I should be home about 1pm." Being a Saturday morning I didn't have to be at work so I slept in. About 9am I got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom down the hall to the kitchen. Alicia's apartment is 2 big bedrooms with big living spaces and a chef's kitchen. She loves to cook. I sat outside on the deck enjoying the view while I nibbled at my breakfast. I heard running water, possibly a shower, must be next door I thought. Several minutes later a sexy. Then one night as I was beating her little pussy with my larger than average cok, she moaned aloud to me, and asked me, “Do you like to fuck mommies little pussy?” My cock instantly felt more aroused, and I kicked it into high gear, beating her wet pussy mercilessly.“Oh, yes” she would say. “Fuck mommies pussy. Daddy won’t know.” The taboo mommie talk hit the spot every time, and I often pretended that I saw my mother’s face on her as I would pull.