He held the back of her head and when the scary part was over he told her it was okay to look. When she lifted her head he gazed into her bright green...eyes and kissed her. It wasn’t just a peck, it was a full-fledged kiss, a passionate French kiss that rocked them both. Laura’s breathing became heavy and she rolled to her side and pressed her hips harder against his. Ben straightened his left arm and slid it under her head then wrapped it around her shoulders. His right hand began to caress. It shouldn’t be too long.” Janice walked away and Betsy just smiled at me. I could tell she was happy to be having a meal. I felt really sorry for her. I just wondered what her story was. She still didn’t mention what was wrong. “So why is such a pretty girl alone on the interstate?” "My mother's an alcoholic and would bring her drunk boyfriends home. They liked to fool around with me. I got tired of that and moved in with my boyfriend. He later cheated on me with some whore. I got real mad. Mom sighed contentedly as she slowly came back to earth. I had my arm around her, idly caressing her breasts, nuzzling her earlobe. She could feel my penis inside of her rectum, beginning to soften, and my sperm was leaking out of her asshole, tickling her as it ran down her thigh.After some times she asked me, “Do you want a drink son?””No mom”! I repliedHowever, mom it is time to another play do you want my cock in your pussy. Oh! Son sure I need your heat in my pussy. Take it and fill me up. She was grown-up size. She wasn't human. She started it, and it was because she was interested, not just to make me happy ... My cock had softened a little, but as we lay in silence it pulsed back to full readiness.I pushed my pelvis forward just a little, and it poked against her nightgown, bumping against something below her stomach level.Slowly her hand reached back to my middle and touched me. It was very exciting. Masturbation is great, but sex is supposed to be enjoyed with company.She.