Cassie was in shock, that someone so beautiful had a magnificent, had an even more magnificent lightly pink pussy. Cassie couldn't stop her hand reach...ing down her jeans and rubbing her pussy. But again before she could, Sammie turned around and Cassie darted into her room.Cassie's heart was pounding, adrenaline rushing throught her body. That was the second time she was interruppted before her hand even touched her pussy. She just sat on her bed taking the image of her room mate fully naked and. I had my son Randy when I was 15. A boy several years older than me took me out to a private area at a nearby lake and got me drunk. When I drink I get very horny and he knew that. Before long he had me naked and sucking his cock. He was very hard and thick. I sort of remember him pushing his thick cock into my tight pussy. I almost came as soon as he entered me. My pussy was soaking wet. His cock glided back and forth. I started to think I could get pregnant if I didn’t make him pull out. The apartment was quiet. I noticed the half empty bottle of Grey Goose on the counter. I stared at the alcohol and felt angry again.I couldn't believe I had been such an idiot and gotten so wasted that I ended up making out with my own brother. Ugh.I felt my stomach begin to turn. My heart was pounding wildly as I thought about kissing Ben. For a moment ... let me clarify just for a small brief moment, I wondered what his kiss had felt like. I somehow wished I could have at least remembered it.. My mother was not an especially feminine woman. She very rarely would apply any kind of make-up, and had a preference for a casual look of jeans and T-shirts. She didn’t care for anything frilly, and was a wearer of tights (pantyhose) as opposed to stockings and suspenders (garters). When she hung out her underwear it was a row of beige bras and panties, almost industrial by design. She definitely preferred comfort over styling.I would visit my grandmother at least a couple of times a year,.