I traced the outline of each rib with my tongue, eliciting moans mixed with giggles as I hit a particularly ticklish spot. I stopped at her navel, mar...eling in the delicate round cup, decorated with a tiny, blue piercing. I ran my tongue around the rim, dipped slightly inside, and was rewarded with a loud moan and a thrust of her pelvis. Her butt sank back to the couch and her legs came up to wrap around my upper body.I slid further down to find – those same amazing lycra shorts I'd seen her. "Howard drew the shutters down on his thoughts and shut the noise of Lucy's distress from his mind. He refused to believe that he was mistaken, that he could have erred in his judgement, for to prevaricate was to fail, and so he forced himself to concentrate on Cecily's imminent downfall, and not on Lucy's terror. It was a war of attrition and to win it he had to block Lucy's misery from his conscience and his heart. He had to stay focussed. He convinced himself that by squeezing Cecily's tits. "Well, promise me you'll tell me if any boy wants to go beyond the flirting stage. I don't want to see you hurt." Don't worry, Mom," said Heather. "If any guy tries to get fresh with me you'll be the first to know." She waited a beat and then said, "Unless, of course, the guy is really cute and then I might wait and see what develops." This is serious, Heather," exclaimed her mother and then sighed in frustration. "Why is it every time I try to have a serious conversation in this house you or. I told her that Erika and I made love last night.“And was it good?” Helen asked. She had lowered her eyes, avoided the dirty words, and now blushed.I decided there was no need for me to hide the truth. So, I told Helen that last night’s love-making with Erika was lengthy and intense. It was, for both of us, the most enjoyable sex we had had in a while.I hesitated for a moment: “It was due to you, Helen. My sexual excitement had built up over the week because I knew that we would meet today. And.