We were seeing in each other eyes and our lips were so close. Our breath was warm and we could feel the warmth of breath. I kissed her. I had taken he...r upper lip between my lips and started licking it. It was very romantic and Pooja was playing with my hairs and she lifted her legs up and crossed. My dick was touching her pussy. It was a heavenly feeling for me. I pressed her boobs with my hand and believe me it was so tight that I want to bite that. I opened her top & started licking his boobs. “Oh fuck! You have such a tight pussy!” “You are such a slut!” “Yes milk my dick with your ass, do that like the whore you are!” “Mrs. C is our dirty little slut now!” Mom looked at my dick, hard and long, waiting to feel her mouth around it and the look on her face somehow told me she wanted my dick more than I wanted her mouth! I could just stand there and stare at her face as she continued looking at my dick with lust and licking her lips. She then slowly put her one hand on my balls and. Quit reminding me."Since you're literally just Dialogue personified, I don't see how you could forget that fact."Oh, well sor-ry. Not all of us are uber-coherent Narrators."Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment that I've ever gotten from you."Oops, I misspoke. What I meant to say was: Go fuck yourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter segments, along with the ability to branch off in a different direction on the very. I got home one Friday night after going to the high school football game and since it was nearly midnight, I took off my clothes, except my underwear and sat on the sofa, watching some TV. Dad wasn't home and I suppose he was out with friends or something. I fell asleep on the sofa during the movie and expected dad to wake me up when he got in. I don't know how long I was out but I heard some noise coming from the kitchen and then heard him walking across the floor toward me. I don't know why.