I told you, I’ve been thinking…’ ‘You think too goddam much, is what you do!’ ‘Listen’ he repeated ‘the problem isn’t with my thinki...ng, or thinking too much.’ ‘Well what IS your problem, then?’ she asked, nearly out of patience with him. ‘Uhm, I don’t have a THINKING problem. I… have… a FEELING problem.’ Swallow. Pause. ‘I -feel- too much, and it runs away with the rest of me. You know this. This is why I’m calling you, you know.’ She slumped. ‘Yes. I know.’ ‘I haven’t got any place else to go. "As soon as I said that, mom went on to carefully describe what shethought I would have to do, starting with the complete removal of everytrace of hair on my body below my eyebrows, including my groin, then shetold me how we were going to do it. After my heart stopped beating sohard that I was sweating, I went to my room with mom, undressed, thenstood there and let her slather on that cream, holding my arms out andspreading my legs, so she could reach every part of me. I had notplanned on her. It was like twenty minutes after which we parted. I slowly moved my hand to her skirt and started rubbing her pussy. She was like “please not here. somebody will see us”. I realised the same and we gently got up. I took her by hand deep into the bushes where no one would see us.By the time we were there she was completely in heat. We started kissing again and she whispered in my ear “Please be gentle. This is my first time sweetie”. Those words ignited a flame in me. I quickly stripped her of. I watched as her full lips first engulfed my length, then regurgitated the wet shaft to suckle at the head, over and over again, and she easily soon had me where she wanted me – extremely hard and wanton. Lifting the hem of her skirt, she rose to straddle my hips, then reached down to rub the swollen head of my hardened cock against her dewey labial folds, enjoying the tease and my lusty expression. Then, with a huge lascivious grin, she rose slightly and impaled herself upon my turgid shaft. I.