I was harder as steel in a minute.I told her to lay back on the sofa and get her legs open. Giggling, Mary was ready almost before I could get the wor...ds out of my mouth. I positioned myself over her pussy and slipped it in. I was completely buried and could hardly feel a thing. Her pussy was as big as a tunnel. She had had five k**s and with age, it was as loose as a goose and wasn't giving me any great pleasure at all. She wrapped her frail little arms around me and started weeping. " I'm. Am I seeing them to their soul?But the boys, or the men – that wasn't the case with them. They seemed to be less tangible, almost colorless and vague outlines that were featureless at her first glance. She had to concentrate on a boy who passed her by to recognize he was a freshman who was in her English class. But he passed her by as if she were invisible.Good, she caught herself thinking about the now-departed Tommy Kramer.Meredith became aware that she was walking very slowly through the. You know that,” I said, trying to keep it gentle. I loved this girl, this woman, this person who had been part of my life for fourteen years. “Hormones don’t have morals,” I went on, “and hormones don’t drive six year old girls to school one day, and then watch them grow up to be beautiful young women the next. They don’t know anything about right and wrong, they just do what they do.” “Okay,” I get it, Karla smiled, “I’m a teenager. I know all about hormones. But, just one last thing.” She. I reached for his pulsing cock, taking hold, gesturing it close and played with it. “That feels so good Mom,” he said. I stroked him again and cupped his balls. “Are you going to make me come again?” he asked. “Would you like that?”…a stupid question but we were feeling our way. He said: “I’m having those sexual feelings we talked about.” I continued stroking and bent to kiss the wet tip, licking just beneath where I knew he was most sensitive…his fingers playing with my ears. “You said.