She spoke with a London accent and was not shy at all. That said, she had a good figure and never, ever, wore a dress as she had few feminine traits. ... liked her and saw no reason not to be in her circle of people she cadged-off. During a quieter moment in the pub's corner seat she asked me if I was a virgin. No doubt blushing I laughed-off the suggestion with the comment that I had lived among the fleshpots of Berlin blah, blah, blah! I doubt she believed me and the conversation went. "She looked at me and swallowed hard. "Did Steven send you?" Steven was the name of a man she was sleeping with. He liked to brag and she wanted him to brag.I only smiled.She blushed and made a weak excuse to the man she talking to. I took her by the arm and led her into the house like she was a scolded child. The party was just as thick inside the house and we weaved through crowds. I saw a picture of her and her husband standing in front of their house and I felt a pang of jealousy that I. She never really had anything good to say about them as far as dating was concerened.She sat down beside Walt again this time he had hugh smile on his face as he stared at her white silky breasts.Again looking out the corner of my eye I noticed him slip his huge hand on her smooth pale white thigh.Finally and abruptly my mom got up and taking Walt by the hand , leading him down the hall to her bedroom in the back of the house.As she passed by me she said Walt and her were going to retire for. .. just stroking her, knowing her clit would be too sensitive to stimulate directly. He stared at her, drinking the beauty of her nakedness as her breasts rose and fell rapidly.Her head rolled toward him as he lay on his side, and she looked at him through her lashes. Then she convulsively rolled back toward him and she clutched him to her.They traded soft words of love, intermingled with more sweet soft lipped kisses.Finally Debbie rolled to her back, relaxed. "Is this what they felt like?".