After I reached my house, I went straight to my bedroom. I took off my wet clothes, and got into the bed totally naked. I covered myself with a blanke.... The window in my room was left opened, but I didn’t want to get out of my warm bed to close it. I could hear the sound of rain, and I was thinking about what I had just done with my best friend’s son. My mind was telling me that what I did was not right, but I also couldn’t resist the pleasure and happiness I got. Well, no matter what happened. Savannah's mom just doesn't have enough time to pay attention to her. So I'm guessing there isn't always dinner in her house, or money for new clothes, or just some of the stuff you have. She's a good girl and she's your friend, so she's my friend too and I just want to make sure she's okay."I sat in the car silently for a minute thinking about what Savannah must have thought coming into our big, clean house with a fridge full of food and all the stuff in my bedroom and felt like kind of an. He smiled at me the most he could and admittedly glanced at my jugs again. His smile grew, and I couldn't resist to undress myself though. A few seconds later, I calmly brought my hands to my back and undid my bra.I took it off myself and shook my tits somewhat. I let them speak for themselves, and he certainly did eyefuck them with widened eyes. Neither of us spoke, but after a couple of minutes, I stole his hands and placed them on my knockers.He immediately began shaking a lot more, almost. "I felt the cruelty of this, but could understand how the girls must feel. They could see themselves being impaled and torn apart by this mighty sexual organ. Even to give him oral sex would be impossible for most girls. How many of them would have mouths big enough to take in a head the size of a tennis ball?Knowing I had to say something, I murmured to him in a comforting sort of voice, "Darling, I'd like to think about this, and then discuss it with you another time. Is that all right?" He.