This is good news! I drop my schoolbag at the door and remove myshirt while I'm walking up the stairs. I glance down at my full D cups. Theylook so in...viting. My nipples are clearly showing through the bra. I unhookit and throw it onto my floor exposing the errect pink nipples. I fingerthem softly with one hand as I am unbuttoning my jeans with the other. Assoon as my zipper is pulled down, my room fills with pussy odor. I can'tresist. I slide my hand inside my little red thong, and it is. Or perhaps simply gambling that I wouldn't attack!I remember her cooing motheringly telepathic while exercising the patience of a stone.Oki must have waited hours until I regained enough of my sense of self to finally translocate myself aboard.Fear, self-hatred, revulsion, rage!Even then the voices would not quiet, though a sort of cease-fire was eventually reached.Every other emotion named or nameless mixed merged ebbed and swelled within me!I remember now thinking, if indeed the term 'I' even. I turned back to my work, I could feel his cum dripping out of me, after about 10 min. Steve came in and grabbed a beer, we made small talk, then Steve pushed me to my knees and pulled his cock out, shoving it into my mouth, I sucked it like my daughter sucked my nipples hard and hungerly, until Steve moaned and filled my mouth with cum, witch I swallowed down, I washed his cock and kissed him also.My hubby came in and said he was going to start the grill up, so I pulled the meat out for him,. ”Barbara looked down at her lap before answering. “Can we forget about that incident Friday at the drive-in? Can we start over?”“Certainly we can. Are you sure, absolutely sure, that you want to start over?”“Yes, I’m sure. I’ll try to change, but please don’t give up on me if it takes me a little while.”He remembered that conversation as if it happened yesterday. They agreed to start over. Barbara insisted they start again at the drive-in on Friday.As the two girls chatted, his mind drifted.