”I was blushing. She again got close to me and this time, she asked me to kiss her again. We were kissing slowly with our tongues and I was feeling ...ood yet a bit awkward as she was my friend’s mom.We kept on kissing for 3-4 minutes as I was loving my first kiss. She then broke the kiss and said, “See how easy it is.”I was in silence for a few seconds. She smiled seeing me and I smiled back at her. Before I could get back into my senses, she grabbed my balls over my pants and opened my zip, and. His tongue grazed mine, and I melted. I tilted my head suddenly, and our lips enmeshed. He moaned softly, as his tongue began to slide over mine slowly. I whimpered as he began to suck on my tongue lightly. I was lost. I felt my center swelling, getting wet. My hands slid across his broad back. I felt my breasts press against his chest, as I straddled his lap. His chest was so hard. I felt his cock against my tummy. This guy had no clue how delicious he was. I tilted my hips slightly, allowing. Carla suggested the theme; we all came dressed in our parochial school clothes. Plaid skirt, white blouse, white knee socks, mary janes. Most of us looked pretty good even though a few, including me, had shortened those skirts way beyond what was allowed in high school.A dozen of us partied at Carla's house. We had a great time and drank to much. There were presents, of course. Some were nice and some were definitely naughty. Just before midnight, Carla asked if I was ready for my special. “Fucking bitch, you have any idea of how much that costed?!” she snarled, catching even more the attention of the others.Of course, if it was any other day, or any other woman, the bartender would’ve stopped the two of them before things went even more violently, but apparently the sight was good enough to not make him move a muscle.Oh, fuck that. She was asking for a beat up.“Oh, it’s all right. A night out in the street would be enough to pay it back” the red-head responded, smirking for a.