I needed to find out if there were panty lines showing through the light cotton. I put a hand on each little butt cheek. She wiggled encouragingly, so...I explored her ass for a bit, thinking I felt a ridge. I slid my hands up inside her shirt, wanting to feel her bare skin. She caught her breath as I cupped my hands over both baby boobs and rotated them around. She managed to continue talking calmly as one of my hands wandered down under her trousers. Not cotton, little silky high cuts, I. And the blue pill is as small as it gets. She ran out. Since she never ... she didn’t think the pill was important. She was regular ... and a non sufferer of the maladies of some teenagers ... cramps ... spotting ... irregularity ... and promiscuity. She had ... over the years ... plenty of opportunity for adventure and excitement ... and her curiosity tended towards bigger things. She was friends with a flying saucer named Company and that had kept her busy. Sex? Maybe later. She was having. He was breathing hard.And the poor dear still had some tears in his eyes. There were so many things I wanted to do to him. But I just opened my arms and waited. He reached inside my robe to touch my bare skin and buried his face once again into the boobs that used to feed him. He kissed them. He nibbled on them. He devoured my nipples. He grabbed them with his strong hands. My little boy wasn’t a little boy anymore. He grabbed me and pulled me to him. I was grinding my body into his now. And. ” I felt her kiss my neck, exactly where it turned me on. And it started to turn me on.“I like it,” I told her.“I know,” she replied as if it was obvious.I turned to face her and our lips met. She certainly knew how to kiss well. I never thought she could feel intense emotion like this. But I felt that the passion was growing. A passion more intense than I’d felt before. I kind of worried about the time.“What time is it?” I asked.“The time is 8.30 PM. Nobody is home for an hour.” I felt her run.