.. it's too messy!" I grin, though, because I know she's enjoyed it before. Making a mess on her chest, on her ass, on her face is one of my favorite ...hings, better than cumming inside to me. I'll be able to get what I want here, since she needs me to kiss her chest in order to properly get off. A fair trade, I think!So I rub against her thigh, grabbing my cock with my free hand to keep stroking and getting ready. Then I lean in and just gently blow on her nipples. Teasing. Getting her to beg. He said, “It’s nothing like that.”“Sure it is. Your voice changes every time you say her name. It gets ... wistful.”Irritated, Alan said, “You’re interrupting my story.”“Sorry, continue.”“It was one of those moments they call an epiphany. It was like the world shifted beneath my feet. For five full minutes I saw things a lot clearer.“He then followed through with his point. He said, ‘You have to be special, different from everyone else, but in a good way. You’ve got to have a talent that lets. So hot. So wet. My perfect Dimple. I held still with all my might, watching her face for a reaction. She sighed again, but still nothing more. I couldn’t believe my luck. I slid carefully in and out only just keeping my moans and grunts low. Oh my . I was fucking Dimple. Finally fucking Dimple! I was so far gone in my craze of lust that I now decided I wanted to see more. I held my cock still in her searing hot insides and slowly opened the few buttons on the lose shirt she had over a light. ."I could tell she was losing her patience because she tried to hiderolling her eyes, but she tried her best to humour me. "Yes, of courseyou're a girl. Did something happen?" She turned to my bed. "Didyou... have your period while you were sleeping?"MY FUCKING WHAT?! I stumbled back, and would have fell on my ass if myMom didn't catch me and hold me steady, assuming she had hit the markwith her guess. She pulled me into a hug and started rubbing my back,thinking she was comforting me.