But that's not really your question is it?" No, I guess not," Cheri said.Rebecca picked up from there, "Then the answer is yes. He's always like this....He's a very kind and considerate boy unless you mess with his friends or family. Then he can be a bit of a bear. He considers you family because you're my family so you'll never be on the wrong end of the bear side." He doesn't even know me." Oh he knows a lot about you. He's my boyfriend Cheri. We talk about my past sometimes. Who else would I. I like a lot about Patrick. Besides the fact that he kisses like a dream, his dick is perfect and he eats pussy like a professional, he is just a nice guy. That sounds odd and it has really made me question some of my perceptions about people. Let me try to explain. I think even though I was a willing participant in a threesome with a stranger, I had a preconceived idea of what people were like that had threesomes with strangers. Does that make sense? I suppose my southern girl upbringing. I wonder what she will say when she see me. Come to think if it, wherehas Alan been these past two weeks? He seems to have missed a lot ifschool and he doesn't call me on the weekends.Whatever, I guess.My mother is taking forever to get ready. She is on her fourth outfit!She finally decides on a black strap dress. Quite formal I would say.And she is not wearing a bra! Yikes!"Mom, it is just lunch with Alan's mom, what is the big deal? Why doyou have to look perfect?"And she does by the. I knew she was extremely close to an orgasm. I released her clit from my lips and began to rapidly flick my tongue across it, all the while holding her lips open with my fingers. It took less than half a minute before she reached down and frantically grabbed the top of my head, pulling my face into her throbbing pussy.“Ohhhhhhh yesssssssssss, yessssssssssss...” she cried out.Her body was thrashing under my tongue, her legs stiff and rigid around my head, her juices coating my face. It took.