” She was finally coming to her senses, it seemed. I turned. And gasped. “Now I’m naked!” She had sat up, resting her upper body on her extend...ed arms, and her legs were spread, slightly parting her pussy lips and exposing the pink folds between them. I couldn’t see a single hair between her legs! I hurriedly turned around again, accompanied by a giggle that sounded like glass beads tinkling against each other. I felt hot all over. “Erin,” I pleaded, “please put on some clothes.” The bed. Then, there was that first pleading request: "Oh, baby, please kiss me so I know somebody on this planet loves me."When Marsha kissed her mother, it was perfunctory, at first. But when she felt her mother's lost soul plead with her own, she knew it was right to make love to her, a daughter's lasting gift.When lips pressed hotly, there was no denying that it was good for both women. When it progressed further, Marsha got an education in clitoral stimulation, and mama gave as good as she got!For. " --Do you have mostly dick friends? Hmmm? What, do you think I'M a dick?! I HAVE a dick, but I'm not one. I'm a nice dick. I like to talk before I fuck with you. If you're a guy I don't want to fuck with you at all. I'm not that kind of guy! I like to fuck with girls. I mean, I LIKE girls. I don't like guys. --Well, I don't DISLIKE guys, but I don't fuck with them. I like girls! I like to TALK with girls. I don't like to DICK with girls! ...Well, till we get to know each. .. aahh ..."Just then the door shook and keys were jiggling, fumbling outside –“Shit,” I said, and grabbed the sheet off the floor to throw over us as the door popped open.“Mark?”“Heeeeyyyy!”He was obviously drunk and totally out of it. He had only a towel wrapped around his naked body and was still a little wet (guess he’d gone back to the shower before coming to the room). He flipped on a small lamp in the corner, dim, but now he could see my bed, and see that both us were here, under.