It was as passionate of a kiss as I could remember in my thirty-plus years of life. Our hands began to roam each other's clothed bodies. My hands foun... her breasts, and I cupped them in my palms. I felt her shiver and heard her sigh as I continued to caress and fondle them. She untucked my shirt from my pants and began running her hands under my shirt and over my chest. She lightly pulled at my chest hair and rubbed her palms and fingers over my nipples. I lifted her sweater slightly to feel. When I'd raise back up, I'd turn and look over toward him and smile. He always smiled back. It was always just meant to be harmless fun."I guess I got a little more bold as time went passed. I stopped wearing panties and started wearing low-cut tops. I really wanted to figure out a way for him to see my shaven pussy and maybe catch a glimpse of my ass. I can tell you, whenever I'd see Big Dog mopping or doing other work, he always stopped what he was doing when I was around."I remember one day. Not making this shit up. As a matter of fact I like stabbed myself in the eye with it lol. And it was so hard. It felt like he popped a viagra or something cause I hadn't even touch his cock yet. I tried to act sexy and play like I meant to do it. But he didn't buy it cause he was laughing. So I start sucking and I just imagine it being horible cause my mouth felt dry as hell. lol. So I try to hawk up some spit so I can make it a little wetter and I just completely miss and spit all over his. " "I knew you were doing this, you know," she said huskily. "All guys do it." Bill looked up at his mother in surprise. Then he lowered his gaze to her body. Jill became conscious of how clearly her nipples showed through the nightgown. Almost imperceptibly, Bill's cock started swelling with fresh blood. "I masturbate too, Bill. Tell me, do you play with yourself a lot? You're a teen after all. Teenagers are supposed to be very horny." Jill immediately knew that wasn't a motherly question to.