She had always though she would be older than sixteen when she surrendered her virginity to a man, and that part of her mind wanted to stop this right...now. However, whenever she did fantasize about her first intercourse it was Alan who was sharing her bed. In many ways what was happening in his bedroom was her dream come true. She had had a crush on Alan since her first day of high school, when she saw him walking down the hall with his friends. She really hadn’t seen very much of him since the. " Why are you so good to me?" I asked, helping her sit up on my thighs and then cupping both her luscious breasts which overflowed my fingers."Just because of this," she said, taking my turgid root in both her hands and treating it savagely, tweaking its head and kneading its shaft."Ouch," I cried, trapping her hard nipples between my fingers and squeezing. "Have a care." Such a crybaby," she whispered as my prod hardened, and she rose to stuff it into her. Then she slowly lowered herself on. Noneed to encourage that any more than I had in the past. Questionsprogressed to cover personal topics-age range, income, amount of time spenton the InterNet, family structure. I lied on a few of the answers,protecting my privacy from the prying eyes of unknown webmasters and networkadministrators.Bleary-eyed, I finished the first page, clicked ?OK? and a second pageappeared. It was laid out in the familiar style, and I continued to answerin a leisurely manner. ?What is your favourite. Slap! She lightly smacked it away. Mom really wanted to test me. I faked a quick move for her snatch and she swiped at empty air. This type of defiance called for stricter measures.“I don’t know why you’re bothering to put up a fight,” I said mockingly and stood.“I’m not letting you touch me there.”I went to where my robe was hanging from a hook on my closet door. I removed the thin sash and stepped up behind my mom. “Put your hands behind your back.”“Why?” She tried to turn, but I held her.