He kissed my pussy lips, my inner thighs, but stopped at my clit. I whimpered in pleasure, grabbing my breasts, as I looked away, trying to distract m...self from the overwhelming throbbing in my clit. “Eat me, please!” I begged. He looked at my pussy as if I was an experiment, testing how much I could take. “If I did lick it, I’d lick right underneath your clit right before I sucked it. Then, I’d gently finger fuck you as your clit swelled between my lips. That is IF I licked it,” he said. “Oh. ” I shuffled on the sofa a little, trying to minimize the bulge, but losing the battle. “I didn’t touch you there.” She was defensive now, then demure. “I wanted to, but… I didn’t want to wake you.” It was one of those moments that you look back on later and realize things could have been so different.... there I was with one of my mother’s friends, her admitting that she wanted to grope me, and me not really knowing what to say. Thankfully, I said the right thing. “Sorry I fell asleep. I was. At least, that's what Greg tellsme! Still, I spent a whole lot of time fixing the lipstick and puckeringup for myself at the the makeup table. I imagined one of my school girlcrushes was on the receiving end of one of my kisses. He would kiss meback, and have a nice little lipstick print on his cheek! I would giggleat the metal image.There were two boys at school I wanted desperately to marry. Pablo wasone and Kurt was the other. Pablo's mother was Mexican and his fatherIrish. He was the. A few weeks earlier while we were having a sexual interlude I touched her anal orifice while having our first try at dog-fashion sex. That act brought a quick and very vocal rebuke and I wondered why...bad experience perhaps? So I asked, "Mom, when I touched your anus a few weeks ago I must have crossed a line and I want to apologize for my miss deed." "Oh, no need to do that Son, it was just that you surprised me and I didn't want you to go any further at that time," she clarified. She turned.