She was shy when I picked her up… Then I threw her on the bed and removed her leggins… Now she was just in her blue bra and black panty. The combi...ation of her white legs and black panty was awesome. Then I jumped upon her wildly and started feeling her breasts with my tongue. Then I removed her bra and bite her nipples… She was in pain but she was enjoying it… Then I moved my hand inside her panty and touched her pussy. It had little hairs on it. It was totally wet and warm… I felt her clit. .. "Why In the hell do you like me?" Linda asked."Because You are lovable sweetie!" I stated, wondering why she could never understand that I could love her."What do you mean? All I am is an ugly freak!" She began to cry.Holding her to my shoulder, I recalled what my mom once said to me 2 years ago. Being a guy of 16, I couldn't understand why she felt this way, but, decided to parrot the once wise words that had saved my life."Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I see you as lovely. I don't. Fortunately I was sexually sated and so my higher thought processes weren't that impeded. I did stare for a long while though.What I saw the next morning would change my life though.As I walked past her room the door was wide open and I looked in. David was gone, and my mother was asleep on top the covers, naked. I peeked my head in and my eyes traveled down her body. 'Such nice tits! Even a hot belly button... wow she has a big bush... wait...' My mind failed to process for a moment. I imagine. Those two girls are a real blessing in disguise. They sometimes work me over like a tag team of loving intimacy and I am a loss of words to describe their depraved tricks to keep my interest.The other day, my Petunia discovered Daisy’s undies in my overall’s pocket where I had forgotten I stuffed it to get into her pussy without delay. That girl was so free and open that I suspect she never even missed them even when she went in to take a bath. That Daisy had a feminine fold that was so tight.