Alyssa comes with me, and we just talk about stuff like family, interests, etc. It turns out that we’re both pretty similar, liking the same kind of...music, sport teams, etc. We get to my house, and I get in to find my mom. “Kevin. If you’re at the door, can you come into the kitchen?”“Sure mom. I brought over a friend, too.”We both went into the kitchen when the following occurs.“Well, look at this. The best man and the maid of honor walking in together.” my mom said.“Wait, what?” both Alyssa. Txthttp://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc29/ward4d.txthttp://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc29/smotherhigh.txtWith that in mind, I have decided to write a story based on his themes. Like his stories, terms such as young boy or girl do not denote a certain age.The Smothering of SashaLittle Sasha sat at the back of the Blue Velvet Victims transport bus, along with a few other boys and girls. Throughout much of the ride, the van would periodically stop and unload a few k**s to be smothered. I can't begin to describe how sexy that was watching my wife being fucked like that. She rotated her hips as he worked his cock in her. My view from the front was more than I could take and I quickly got my own hard dick out and started beating it. Andrea opened her eyes and saw me. She told me to stop that , she said if I wanted to watch I had to behave. After about fifteen minutes of them fucking like that Andrea pulled away from him. She told me to go get her lube that she was going to try. Well it knocked me off balance andI fell into this HUGE mud puddle, I was soaked head to toe.We both laughed for a moment and decide to head back to Ashley's (Itwas close to the school, I hung out with her there until my Mom pickedme up on her way home from work.) we get into the garage and Ashleyturns around and says,"Where do you think you're going?" Inside, to hang out." I said and walked towards the door.She stopped me again, "Not in those clothes you aren't my Mom will killus"It's true,.