She honored my request to disregard my first question. "I'm a one man woman now. There's no longer a reason to take the pills unless you have doubts t...hat we can control our urges." I didn't know you were on the pill," I said, evading her question.She handed the brush to me and adjusted my tie. "I've taken a lot of chances but that's not one of them. If I ever have a baby I want to know who the father is."We continued the conversation in the car while Laura applied lipstick and touched up her. I was thinking about someone else.”“Someone else?” I said, adopting the dumbest look I could muster.“Oh Mark. I know the black panties in your drawer aren’t Margaret’s. They’re too small for me, let alone Margaret,” Mom laughed again.“I’m sorry, Mom. I shouldn’t have had a girl in the house.” I looked properly chastised. “It won’t happen again.”“I wasn’t thinking of a girl. I was thinking more of a woman with a girl’s body, a quiet woman, but a hot one when aroused, I suspect.”I stared at Mom.. They would just tease me and spoil my faith.When I was eleven, I went through puberty. My mother sat me down and spelled out the “Facts of Life”. I learned how babies were made. The only man I wanted to be my mate was Santa.While other girls were dating boys, I kept to myself, making toys. I would fantasize about the big man taking my virginity under the small Christmas tree my father scraped together to buy each year. I would come so hard, I had to bury my face in my pillow, so my parents. With my head between her thighs, my tongue began to explore the inner depths of her pussy. I gently probed her pink petals and then inserting one finger into the base of her crack, I pulled it down & licked up and down her soft warm pussy lips.Her body jerked dramatically as I plunged my tongue deeper and deeper into her love hole. Both of my hands were fondling her soft boobs.,as I moved up and down and she was in ecstasy. Her voice went up two octaves when I managed to squeeze my 2 fingers up.