She certainly should not have gone along with him and let him undress her down to her bra and panties. And she sure as hell shouldn't have accepted hi...s offer for a neck massage as a means of apology. The massage had been the beginning of the end. Oh God, those hands and those damn fingers of his!If only he had kept his hands on her neck. Oh, no! Not Michael. Not Mister Magic-Touch. He had to touch all her exposed skin - shoulders, back, ribs, belly, hips, thighs, calves, and feet. And she let. She lowered herself down and gently cupped my cock into her mouth. She started with just a little bit of suction on the head and she used her hand to slowly stroke the base of my cock. Then slowly with each bob of her head started going down further and further down my shaft until she had as much in her mouth as she could given the fact that we were sitting in a car driving down the highway. The pleasure was intense. She seemed to know what my cock was thinking. When it started to get too. The next day in school I seen Sean, he approached me and said “hello ginger, cant wait to mend a few things round in your house today, I never knew your mom was such a MILF, wouldn’t mind fucking that fat ass, hahaha”, I was infuriated but knew I couldn’t do anything as he would pulverise me, he slammed me against the wall and walked away. When I got home later that day, I was greeted by mom “Hi honey, how was school?” “Ok” I replied. Mom was wearing skinny jeans (her ass looked so good in. She grabbed the letter, and saw that it was from Alison, her best friend and confidante who lived in Vancouver, and tucked it in her pocked to read after breakfast. After breakfast was done, and all the dishes tidied away, and after a long and soothing shower, Erin sat naked on her bed, wrapped in a towel and reached for the letter. Erin rolled over onto her stomach, and hung her arms over the end of the bed, as she read the letter. “Dear Darlin' Girl” it began. Dear Darlin' Girl, first of.