”“What do you think, Beth?”Beth frowned and looked at Kelly. She knew that her opinion differed from that of Kelly. She answered, “I don’t k...ow. I don’t think he’s too wild about the idea of making love with a man.”Kelly wanted to kill the idea that Ed wouldn’t go along with her idea very quickly. Kelly interrupted, “He said he would.”Beth said, “Saying he would do it and wanting to do it are two different things. I’m sorry Kelly, but we can’t start this out with a half-truth.”Kelly frowned.. Calling herself mama seemed strange yet I found it arousing none the less. Helen wrapped the panty around my cock and slowly massaged the silky fabric against me. Her wet crotch panel seemed cold against my hot cock as it would pass across it.But between her legs there was nothing but heat and thick creamy fluid that carried her womanly scent into my brain. Her nearly bald pussy was soft and unlike the college girls I had eaten in this way, Helen seemed more open about allowing me full access. I rocked forward firmly, feeling as she stretched open to accommodate my thick shaft. Oooohhh its so hot, and tight. I always loved fucking you. She made sweet moaning sounds that got louder and louder as she moved back and pushed me deeper into her hole.Ohhhh&hellip,..God! She moaned as she felt her body expand around me. Its been so long since Ive had you in my tight ass&hellip,..and&hellip,..it feels fucking fantastic! I eased in slowly, gently rocking to slide a little deeper with every. So you know I love my sewing machine. And I will never forget the year that my older daughter brought her little brother over for Christmas. I do not want to sound ungrateful for those or any other wonderful presents, but this is the story of my BEST Christmas present ever. So what was it, you ask? I was six years old and as little girls do I had my first real crush. You know the kind…not on Donny Osmond or Michael Jackson, but on a real live boy this time. There was this guy at church. He was.