Sam could hear the footsteps of his mother descending the stairs."Sam go upstairs." his mother said. "and pull your panties up." she added.Sam pulled ...he panties up letting the waist band slap his skin again, something his aunt took notice of. Reba stared at her nephews groin, his genitals magnified by the tight underwear. Sam walked past Reba staring at the ground, he walked towards the stairs. His mother stood with her arms folded, watching her son walk with his head down. He climbed each. Isn't that what jacuzzi's late at night are for? I was craving just sucking, tasting feeling a good cock for hours. It took quite a while to get him off, my lips were losing all grip, fortunately just in time, he wanted to cum down my throat so burried his cock deep in my throat, feeling his jiz shoot down. I'm not positive, but I don't think I've had anyone cum down my throat before. They usually like to watch their jiz fly. But what this guy did was hotter to me, I barely tasted anything.. It was the first time she called me that though."Whatsup?" I greeted almost sarcastically. I began to study her before me. She was wearing khaki capri pants and an over-sized hooded sweatshirt which made her look even smaller than she already was. She kept her tiny hands hidden inside the sleeves to hide just how much they were shaking due to nervousness. Her brown hair cascaded over her face and partially covered her begging grey eyes."So we... my school has this like... field trip coming. I pulled her round to face me. She squealed like she’d been hurt, but I guess I surprised her. I held her close and tried to kiss her. She wasn’t having any of it. ‘What are you doing?’ she said. ‘What do you think?’ ‘Let me go.’ ‘You want it, don’t you?’ ‘I have to go. You’re hurting me.’ For a moment we grappled and then simultaneously relaxed the struggle as if good sense had suddenly prevailed. The fight had gone out of me. We held each other by the wrists and stared into each other’s eyes..