. but if the stories all my Guys told in the school yard were true, I knew I couldn't be ahead of anybody in the Sex Department.No, I didn't Fuck her,... but I still felt GREAT ... I saw her beautiful naked body for the first time (okay, she did keep her tennis shoes on), those shapely legs, felt her round butt a little, and completely loved on her tits and pussy with maxed out passion. Beverly was a very pretty girl before, but not as pretty and sexy as NOW. And, there was so much more for us to. When I got home, I heated myself a small bowl of soup for lunch - (nobread or alcohol!) - and watched the lunchtime news on television. Tosit down in the middle of the day for a meal was unusual enough for me,but to watch television in the daytime.....!!!!! Afterwards I wrote aletter, as Peter, to my bank asking for a second credit card on myaccount to be used by my cousin Patricia. (It occurred to me that itwould be more straightforward if "Patricia" was Peter's blood-relative,rather than. We've been shameless lovers since we turned 16, and last time we were together, she asked me if I'd ever had the hots for Mom.I hadn't really thought about it, but as soon as Sandy put that naughty thought in my mind I began seeing dear old Mom in an entirely different light. The next morning when our big family gathered for breakfast, I couldn't keep my eyes off her.Matters were only exacerbated by the fact that Mom wore a robe that revealed more than a "proper" amount of her abundant. I felt intoxicated, drunk on sex and cum and lust. When his orgasm subsided and he released his grip on the back of my head, I showed him how much I enjoyed it. I had one hand on his ass and one hand on his balls, squeezing and tugging both of them as I drained the last drop of his essence from this huge manhood. Ben reached down and took my hand, he lead me to his bedroom. His half hard cock swinging side to side slapping against his thighs. Fuck, I was beginning to love his cock. My own cock.