The mother in me wants to tell you not to kiss the boys. But I know that's not realistic. I guess what I really want you to understand is that it's te...pting to do things with boys just because of feelings you have, but it's important not to go too far unless you have real love. Does that make sense?"Debbie's reaction to that was mixed. What her mother was saying sounded like what any mother would say. But, knowing what her mother had just done, only an hour before, it had to mean that her. She was on the verge of orgasm. Deeper it went into her mouth and more she gagged. By now I had three fingers inside her and her legs were wide open. I was rubbing her clit with more intensity now and her back was beginning to arch. All the while she never let that huge cock out of her grip. Then it came. She spasmed wildly, her body uncontrollable. Pussy juices flowed over my fingers and onto the towel. Her breathing was intense and she rubbed over her large breasts, trying to ebb the tingling. " I looked at herface and it was all scrunched up like she was trying not to cry. Shesat on the edge of her bed and put her face in her hands. "I'm sorry." I went to grab her and then I stopped, because,well, Spike had turned into a girl, and my hesitation made her moremiserable and she actually started to cry. I had never seen her cryand that made _me_ feel miserable. So I grabbed her anyway and itturned into a hug, her clutching me and me clutching her. She evensmelled different, more. .yeah, that's not an option.Well I thought, I got my way, I guess I'll have to wait until they're finished up with her. I found a couch around the corner with a video projector showing some slut getting slammed in every hole. Well, at least she seemed to be enjoying herself!I waited around for another fifteen minutes and decided to check on the line. I walked around the corner to see...nothing. Another empty damned hallway? The video booth where she was at was open, nobody in it.I began to make.