In some awkward way it seemed wrong, but yet so right… He broke the kiss and whispered with his face close to mine: Can I touch you? Touch me… I ...elt my entire young body getting warm. I nodded. Not wasting time he reached for my left breast, which he held completely in his big hand, and then began to fondle it, gently touching my nipple with his thumb. I only felt it, because I couldnt stop looking to his eyes, full of curiosity, as his delighted in me. They were lit, passionate and for some. ..," Peter stammered as he thought about the girl he adoredconfirming that she thought he was effeminate."Looks, like I've got another girl to trade clothes with," Stephaniesaid to Jennifer."You got that right. I'm sure I can get him a job."Peter went to reply, but his mother interjected, "I hope you're right,dear. We really need the money."Peter put his head down. He knew that he had failed as a man. He knewthat he owed it to them to try to get the job. He had to be the man ofthe house. He had. He pushed all the way into her for his last spasm, as far as he could go, and she pressed down on him, taking his cock and keeping it there, locking the lips of her spasming pussy around the base of it as she moaned out “OOH OOH OOH OOH OOH OOOOOOOOOH” in her own triumphant and exhausting orgasm. She slouched against him with his cock, his cum, and her wetness all inside her, her bulging breasts just below his head, trying to catch her breath. He gripped her ass and heaved, his own exertions. I didn’t think I could be more shocked by this conversation. I was wrong. She whispered, “I got it from Molly.”I stared at her. I couldn’t be hearing her correctly. “Molly, the dance teacher? Molly Daniels?” Sandra meekly nodded. “Why would she give you a key?”Sandra fidgeted on the couch, “Well. I sorta know a secret about her. So I told her if she gave me a key I wouldn’t tell her husband.”I cocked an eyebrow at her, “What secret could you possibly have on her that she would risk her.