‘To another semester down. And only one more to go.’ Both Roger and Shauna were graduating in the spring. We all raised our glasses and took our f...irst sip. The alcohol burned my throat as it eased its way down my parched and restricted passageway. ‘We may have gotten a little carried away with the bourbon in our first batch,’ David leaned in my direction to comment. I nodded, but didn’t comment aloud until I remembered that he couldn’t see my gesture of agreement. ‘I think you’re right.’ Roger. Mother and son were soon naked with flesh upon flesh. The first entry of her son’s full cock into her wet opening caused an explosive “OH God…” to release from Annette’s lips. It was filled with anxiety, relief and unique excitement. The wall in front of the ultimate taboo had been breached. Her son’s cock was moving inside her pussy…pleasuring him…pleasuring her. She felt the length of him going in and out as she practically creamed all over the long shaft.His hands were all over her, pushing. "Best friends? Natalie all you ever do is talk to me about boys. Aren't best friends supposed to talk about things other than just boys?"She started to walk catching up to me. "Well I guess, but what else can be more important to talk about. You know Mel, you need to act more like a girl because people are starting to think differently of you if you know what I mean?"It was no surprise that most of the girls in seventh grade would talk about me. While they were busy in the bathrooms sharing lip. .................................................. Our sex life took off and we once again became as hormone driven teens. We couldn't get the baby to sleep fast enough to get ourselves into the bedroom. Mary still insisted on fucking in the dark to allow her let her inhibitions to subside. She also made sure she got some booze into her which allowed ever more sluttiness to come loose in our sessions. She had shifted from white wine to mixed drinks. Whiskey seemed to be her favorite, she.