I was desperate for something to eat, but the mirror said no. I stood in front of it ran my body over my stomach. My mother knocked on the door before...coming in, "Charlie, do you want something to eat?" She watched and knew what I was doing immediately. "For Christ sake, does it honestly matter?!" She said, half caring, I know, but it still annoyed me."It matters to me, Mom." I walked past her and into the bathroom to stand on the scales. Mom looked over at what it read. "That's why it freaking. I took a handful of tissues to bed with me and filledthem up after searching “how to fuck” on the Internetand watching guys mount girls and stick their pricksinto them. One showed a boy who looked around my agelicking this pretty girl’s pussy, putting his thick cockin her mouth and then pushing it into her hairless pussyand humping her for ten minutes or so before he turnedher around and did it from the back. I couldn’t believeit. And he didn’t use a condom either. On the table in the middle of the room was a bottle of red wine and two glasses. “That’s good. We don’t want you too tired do we?” she said with a wink. “Have a seat”. I sat down and sank into the enormous sofa. I crossed one leg over the other and sat with my hands resting on my thigh. “Would you like some wine?” Aimee asked. “I would,” I said, hoping it would calm my nerves slightly. Aimee stood right in front on me facing the table. She slowly bent over in front of me to pick up the wine,. .. before he could catch a sleep - he suddenly had a growing nonstop hard-on forming. He was suddenly overwhelmed with semi-falling asleep and coming back to his senses in the scene he found himself nuzzled into. He began to reach down to his cock to jerk off. *BEAR*SOFTLY*GASPED* -- and then sucked the air out of the gasp so Gray couldn't hear.It was Bee's hand. She had done a tiny movement of her hand against his wrist and belly signaling him not to jerk off - or so he thought. *GASP* "no".