A hand, my hand, slides down. It makes it's way past the belt line of her tight light blue jeans, slithering past the blue and green striped panties, ...I play with the peach fuzz she had of a bush recently shaved but unmaintained. I remove my hand and unbutton her jeans for easier access. She begins grinding against me, my cock swollen and weeping to escape. I slide her pants down until they are just above her knees, I play with my prize, a golden haired honey pot, my first vagina. IT is warm and. I am student. I work here at weekends only. You like?"I wondered what she was asking that I liked. Her? The café?"Daisuki," I said.She gave an excited couple of claps. "You speak Japanese! I like it too!" Her voice was high, soft, sweet."Would you like a drink too?" she asked."Kohi," I said.She wrote it down. "Would you like anything else?" You're very sexy. Can I order one of you, please?"She went to write it down then stopped. "Oh," she said with realization, "I am sorry. I am not on the. "Wimpy little tits like you can't erect in front ofwomen, isn't that right, girly-prick, unless your women DOMINATE you?You need to feel very small and very pathetic, but most of all you needsomething very frilly and very GIRLISH to do it for you, don't you,Blonding?" Like a girl's blouse, isn't that right, you turd?" snarled Vera as shegrabbed her stepson by the hair and twisted it tight, turning his faceso that his nose was two inches from her bosom.Her stepson found himself looking down the. The desire continued while the action paused. Finally, she clawed at his shoulders. She shuddered around him just before he exploded within her. When he withdrew, he couldn't quite ask her what he wanted."We really don't need to get up right now," he said instead."No one's going to discover us," she'd agreed. Legality was an experience new to them.There was a little more petting, a lot of whispered love talk. But she'd snuggled up against him again, and -- without his even asking -- fallen back.