Licking and kissing his way over my breasts, and down to stomach, till he reaches my pants. He unbuttons my jeans, and I lift my hips to help him sli...de them off, dropping them on the floor next to my bra. He pushes my legs apart slightly. I’m under instruction not to move, so I lay there, waiting for him, aching for him. He lowers his face till he’s looking directly at my panty-covered pussy. I’m already wet, and I’m sure he can see this. He leans in, and slides his tongue across the front of. Once they were in a taxi John reminded himself that first and foremostthe small, elegant, attractive woman sitting beside him was the womanhe’d abandoned so selfishly and it was at her request he’d come home;ostensibly to reconcile their differences. Not having seen his motherfor so long John had been prepared to be saddened by his first sightof her and had been ready to show her the filial love she had beendenied for years. Being a realist he had expected their first meetingto be strained and. I caught the slightest scent of my arousal. Kneeling in front of me, with his face inches from my vagina, I knew Oscar had to smell the distinct scent of my arousal now. His fingers found my opening and he inserted his middle finger inside me. The penetration felt strangely peculiar, but very pleasurable. I say peculiar because I felt more open than normal. “Oh, Oscar, oh my god,” was all I could say as I clutched the pillows on the bed. "Oscar, try a second finger," I pleaded wantonly.He. In his bed. We didn't do anything particularly special that night, we jacked eachother off and slept naked together. We lay and kissed for hours, whispering our feelings and thoughts to eachother. Feeling the new and special bond that we had unearthed by sharing our feelings. Friday morning we both had to get up for school, so I borrowed some of Derek's old clothes and we walked along together. Laughing and Joking, we talked about everything that had happened in our lives since that night two.