“I didn’t see her, it was dark, and she held my hands the way you do, which is why I thought it was you! I’m the victim here!” I said finally ...aking a case for myself. She looked at me with that “I believe you, but I’m not letting this go” look on her face. Just then our dad called us down to breakfast, where I was gonna make some effort to confront mom. We went to the bathroom, brushed our teeth, and went downstairs.I had been thinking of what to say to mom to get her talking about last night,. Sharron laughed again. "You've got a problem," she said. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Ok, thanks for being straight. Now I need details." "What sort of details?" "Just details," I said, hardly able to control my excitement. I felt like a kid on Christmas morning. "Details like, did you come?" A slight hesitation, and a smile. "Yes, lots of times." "Fuck me!" I said. "This is better than I imagined." "Pervert," she laughed. "How many times?" I asked. She thought for a few seconds,. . I think you’re about ready. Don’t you?” Gazing at me playfully, you take my cock with your right hand, and lead me to the bed. Turning me to face you, my back to the bed. You push me back onto it, my legs hanging off the side. Slowly you climb on top of me, sliding yourself along the length of my rock hard cock, as you purr your satisfaction. Spreading the fluid flowing from your most intimate area across me. Then taking my cock in your hand, raising yourself up slightly while doing so. You. She was older than he was, not exactly his type, but nice looking. He wasn’t interested in trying to score with Erica, however. He had a bad case of Jenny on the mind. Bryan went upstairs to take a shower before meeting Jenny. He used a fresh razor to get a close shave, Bryan was a Boy Scout, always prepared. As he showered, he considered the old myth about masturbating before a first date. It was supposed to help keep yourself under control, should an opportunity arise. Bryan laughed at the.