She stood before the 12-year-old boy in a skimpy pair of red panties. His blue eyes were as big and round as the summer sun setting on a desert horizo... as his best friend's mother pushed her panties down. He stared at her crotch, at the dark, trimmed bush."Jimmy, take your clothes off," Gail said.He stood and removed his shirt and then his shorts and briefs. His thin, hard cock stood away from his body with that cute upward curve. There was no pubic hair which made him look so clean -- and. In fact, we giggled and laughed the evening away. In a sense that was better for us than a deep discussion about our feelings; we were just naturally happy together. And drunk!At eleven, I pointed out we all had work the next day, and Cassie with a knowing grin asserted that Rachel could not possibly drive home in her state of inebriation! Neither could either of us take her.I was about to protest that Rachel and I were not going to sleep in the same bed, when Cassie, seeing my expression, told. I whispered to Annie that we were about to have a couple of lookers and she just smiled. She was watching below the stands by just slightly turning her head and glancing down, not really noticeable. The two boys crept up so that they were directly behind Annie's ass and got within a foot of her as Annie bent forward to open her asshole slightly for them and raise her ass slightly so they could also see her pussy. As we sat there Annie whispered what was going on in my ear. She told me she was. ”“Sorry,” Natalie said. Then she leaned in. “It must be hot if you’re holding it to your chest.”“It’s the opposite,” I said. “Just the text message from Mom.”“Well, that is hot,” Natalie said. “Mmm, how was Mr. Claes’s class?”“So boring,” I lied, resisting the urge to tell my bestest friend all about my naughty fun.“Well, this won’t be,” purred Natalie. She took my arm. “Your mother has found the perfect virgin. You were so right to point her out.”“Yep,” I said.Rounding the corner appeared.