Her breasts were perfect, just like a sixteen-year old, firm, round, standing out just stunningly, small, pink nipples, all aroused and eager. Her pus...y was beautifully bare, shaved perfectly, pretty and plump, her groove waiting for me as I pulled off my briefs. "Oh, Sheila never told me about this," she said as she reached down and took my cock in her hand. "Mmm, nice, oh, now I'm really glad we're doing this, come to bed," and she got on the bed spreading open for me. Well, there's no way. Turning her back the sofa confronted her, a memory of books and lazy touches, then the laughter…his children watching a movie, she could almost smell the burned pop corn in the air, the aroma so real it burned her eyes. The corduroy of the couch brushed at her fingers, heating them as she rubbed her hand this way and that. She paused, nibbling her bottom lip, feeling the bite of her own teeth sink into flesh. She could feel the time ticking down, getting closer and closer… A loud honk made her. "Touch it if you want, sweetheart. I warn you that may make it grow a bit though."Lottë bit her lip and cautiously reached out one forefinger touching it momentarily. It did nothing so she touched it again and ran her finger down its length. It started to enlarge and she withdrew her hand quickly again."Try holding it, darling."She looked up at him uncertainly."Go on, my darling. It's yours to play with."She was still biting her lip but did as he suggested. It grew a bit more but did not do. It was my final year of high school, brother was off to college and sister was going to a local jr college. I had stayed out late past curfew and came home to my mom who was very upset with me. She had been drinking and had been stood up by her friday night fuck. The minute I walked in the door she was on my ass. I had soon enough reached my fill and started to talk back to her. My night had not gone too well as the girl I was dating did not put out and I was plenty horny and wanted a.