My breath was already coming in uneven, I couldn't wait any longer. He yanked the sweatshirt over my head, tossing it violently over his shoulder, cra...wling back over me. He pressed his hard dick against my pussy as we made out passionately. I reached down and tugged at his boxers, he slipped them off with no hesitation. The only thing stopping us was my silk panties. He lowered himself down so his beautiful face was even with my throbbing pussy. He tore off my panties with his teeth, lifting. "You think I dress old fashion?" Janice cut him off before he could finish."Well... Your clothes are a little old looking."Janice bit her lower lip and thought about what her son was saying. She was planning to get new clothes this weekend, but what if she just ended up choosing all the wrong styles again."I'm sorry mom. I didn't mean to say that you were old... just the way you dress makes you look older than you are is all." John took a sip from his soda and looked over at his mom. She was. Lying in bed that night I realized that I LIKE her. I really like her. I like how she plays the guitar, I like the way her breast stretch the black vest she wears. I like the way her ass moves when she runs, I like when she whispers and when she touches my hair. I have never had sexual feelings for a girl, and the feeling was much more satisfying than for a man. In a short amount of time I found myself constantly dreaming of her, during class, during dinner, while I'm sleeping and just lying in. . Oh, hold me!"He held her body against his while she wept on his shoulder and made up her mind.Finally she looked up and nodded slowly, as he expected. He led her over to the little iron-frame bed he had in his apartment and softly kissed her as they sat.They lay back and he pulled her body over his. As their tongues met he reached behind to unbind her hair and let the black cloud of it settle over them. He ran his hands through the silky softness and along her face until the tears vanished..