”“But you are not a boy, Rachel, I can tell that.”“I’m definitely a girl, but I was born without much clitoral hood. You got too much, I got...none. These years, I hardly feel anything when touching my clit. I’m lucky Jim found a way with my clit.”“Who is Jim?” I asked. This was getting interesting.“You may know Jim, Laura. He works in the electronics department.”“Of course I know Jim. Wow, the two of you!“ He was introverted, nerdy and a lateral thinker. Good match for Rachel who was impetuous. .. but sitting next to her, kissing and sucking her breast just the way I had seen Aunt Cathy doing.So absorbed in my thoughts, the music ... I didn't hear mom's gentle knock on the door, nor her opening it even though I hadn't invited her in. How long she stood there looking at me, I honestly don't know. But obviously she saw and knew what I was doing. I next felt her weight added to the bed, my eyes suddenly popping open, my hand flying out from beneath my panties, the other suddenly reaching. I led him back into my penthouse, trying to get his horrible breath out of my mouth but we didn’t make it further than my open living room. He pinned me against one of the several marble pillars and began to kiss the back of my neck and thrusting his cock into my ass. I couldn’t help but let out a little girly ’yelp’. My head was turned to the right and we were kissing, me arching my back to access his tongue. Better than a few moments ago, but not the7 best I’ve ever had by far.I turned to. "Yeah, right!" laughed Jake. "She looks ready now!" Say," suggested Carl, "not to early for a drink is it?" Never too early," Jake replied."Step into my office," he said and then turned to Shanika, "you, too girl. Come in and look pretty."Carl and Jake walked into the office with Shanika following. Jake sat in one of the chairs and Carl went around, sat in his chair, and pulled a bottle out of a desk drawer along with two glasses."Why don't you pour, girl?" he said to the negress.Shanika picked.