Only 15 years old, her mouth was still small and tight, and her pursed lips wrapped tightly around my cock felt as if it was trying to squeeze the jiz... out of it. Reaching down her back, sliding my hands around, I found the zipper on the back of her skirt. I slid it down fiercely and ripped her skirt off and cast it aside. She moaned and continued to suck my cock while clad in only her red thong. Using my size advantage on her, I turned her around until we were ready for 69. I reached down. “Ellie bloody Wilton-Rugby!” he snapped, continuing, “Honestly, she must have made that name up as a joke or something. You can laugh, but it’s not in the least bit funny for me!” but he couldn’t stop himself laughing at least a little with his ex-wife either. She always did let everything go when she laughed, tears, aching sides, rolling about, as if her very toes curled up unmercilessly. Just as she was doing now, in fact. He used to think her natural belly laugh was rather endearing, once. I quickly undressed and gathered all the clothes from the basket together throwing them over the bannister, in my haste I hadn't noticed that some of my mothers underwear had caught on the light and the image through her chiffon petticoat and panties was electrifying, instantly my penis stood to attention and naughtily I imagined being dressed in the petticoat. This seemed to ignite a whole host of images that I honestly hadn't even contemplated before; quite frankly this had my penis twitching. When she woke up she asked if I wanted pizza for dinner. I immediately said yes. The pizza was so good I hardly noticed Jen had been really quiet for a while. ‘You’ve had your head in the clouds all day baby, is there something you want to talk about?’ ‘Actually Jared, there is.’ She moved closer to me and put her hand on my leg. ‘You have a few months of your senior year left, and I’m starting to feel weird.’ What she said stopped me in my tracks. ‘Weird? About what? ‘I’m not sure. You are.