I had watched my young neighbor grow up from a shy pre-pubescent girl to a confident young woman. She was one of the better youngsters in the neighbor...ood: She never played loud music, she was always courteous to everyone, she did not dress like a streetwalker, and I do not recall having ever heard a foul word escape her lips. She was also quite serious about her studies, which was why I had a strong belief that she would continue on to grad school, although I secretly hoped — somewhat. ..........KEEP PLAYING WITH MY CLITTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.............RUBBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING MY PUSSY.....PUSSY.....PUSSY.........." By that time, she inserted her middle finger in my anus too. Within minutes I reached my climax. I saw stars dancing before my eyes as I finally climaxed. I clasped my thigh with force trapping her face inside my thighs. I orgasm in earth shattering waves after waves. It was very strong orgasm. I clinched her hairs very tight. I lay there catching my. I knew there would be alcohol available, because every kid in school had an older brother or sister who bought a six-pack of beer or a case of wine coolers for them. It was how they learned to drink responsibly. There isn't much to do in the evening hours here in Bismarck if you don't go to church suppers or the Bingo parlor. There is no skating rink, no teen club, and no place to just hang out and talk or play video games. There is the mall, but it closes at nine.My mother trusted me enough to. She kissed me back with a passion that wasn't entirely unexpected."Think we have time for a quick one, Mom?", I asked tweaking her erect nipples between thumb and forefinger."Hell, I sure hope so," grinned Mom. "You've got me hot now, honey. You better finish what you started.Don't be shocked. I'm not the only son screwing his sexy mom these days. Where the hell do you think they got the term "mother-fucker" from, anyway? Almost a year has passed since that delightful afternoon when I.