With white knuckles you grab the headboard, rocking your whole body and the bed with it as you brace yourself and a massive orgasm racks your entire b...eing. Your stomach muscles constrict, your legs shake, and I feel you tighten almost immeasurably around my fingers.I withdraw my fingers from you as you pant heavily, seemingly never able to get enough air in your lungs. Covered in sweat, you lay there with the occasional aftermath twitch, eyes still shut. You feel my warm breath on your stomach. Early the next week I saw the sign. Rachel had placed a certain blanket over the porch railing. I was nervous, still, but I knocked on the door and waited. I'd purchased condoms, I was ready, maybe. Rachel answered the door in a robe and let me in. No sooner had the door closed than she tested whether I had remembered our kissing lessons of the previous week. I did my best to assure her I was a quick study. My hands found their way down to her butt. From what I could tell she likely had nothing. His hands itched to touch her, to grab her hips so that he could impale her, take possession of her flesh and her being.The throbbing in his groin became more insistent when she suddenly rolled back over and glided toward the edge of the pond. She stood slowly, the surface of the water settling around her hips when she reached the log where she had earlier placed the items she'd been carrying. As she reached for one of the items that turned out to be a bar of soap, he could only watch in. "What have you been up to?" I went over to Jason's." Oh! That's nice! How has he been?" Fine," Ryan said as he gave Jennifer a puzzled look."What?" she said in mock surprise. "What's with that look?" Mom, what is your problem? What's wrong with you?" What do you mean? What are you talking about, Ryan?" You're acting weird, Mom." Well, I'm sure I don't know what you mean. Just because I show an interest in your friends? What's..." Mom!" Ryan interrupted. "Will you stop it?" Jennifer took a deep.