She closed his grip around it, and continued to guide his motions, building again to a slow rhythm. With hesitation, she removed her hand; his movemen... continued. Her smile grew in victory. She had brought movement back to him. She looked down tenderly. He was jerking himself off as he finished the milk from her bottle. When it was sucked dry and John's strokes continued to quicken, she unscrewed the nipple from the glass bottle. “That's right, John. Doesn't that feel good?” A fingertip. She had really stood up to her mother for the first time, and it felt good. * Misha arrived home, he could smell the food that Froo was cooking for supper wafting out at him, and the sound of laughter coming from Jace as he sat watching a cartoon on the television. Life was very good, coming home from a hard day at the office was now a pleasure. Throwing his jacket over the back of the couch where Jace lay sprawled, he walked into the kitchen and encircling Froo as she stood at the sink. I stood in front of him as he sat in the chair and peeled up my skirt and put my thong down to my ankles. I grabbed his head and begged him to eat my pussy out…Kenny started licking my pussy lips; making me moan with pleasure.His mouth on my shaven pussy made me come immediately, making my legs wobble as I stood there in my spike heels. Then I looked down at him. He had a huge smile on his face, with his shorts at his ankles and stroking his hard eleven inches shaft.Kenny stood up while I knelt. One night when my Dad was out on visitation, I got the nerved to ask my Mom about masturbation. That was a big mistake. She began to give me a lecture on why masturbation was a sin and that sex had been created for the sole purpose of reproduction but Satan had turned it into an industry for money and pleasure and how everyone was going straight to hell for using it that way. After that night, I was scared to death and feared I was bound for hell, so I forgot about it. Ben and I began to get.