She: Over there (Pointing towards the bedroom)Me: Ok let’s sleep.She Come on.We went into the bed roomShe: There is a rule here.Me: What rules?She: ...Remove those (pointing towards my t-shirt and pant)Me: No, I am comfortable.She: I am not comfortable. By the way, you have your undies.Me: hmmm, ok then.I removed my tracks and t-shirt and went to bed, she too removed her t-shirt and tracks and came to bed. We slept under the same blanket in each other’s arms. We spoke a lot about different thing. As she squirmed beneath my touch, I was getting really turned on, but I knew that the sensation would be turning her on as well.The bus, when it arrived, looked just as full as the previous one, and I thought it was going to go straight past the stop, but the driver, probably having clocked mum's topless attire, pulled in and let us on. It is no exaggeration to say that mum caused something of a sensation as she stumbled onto the bus with her breasts swinging free for all to see. Mum pushed. Her black hair was cut short, almost a boy's style. She had nice B-cup breasts and a great body. She was sitting alone watching baseball, so I figured that she was a lesbian. I was surprised when she came up to talk and flirt with me, shocked when she offered me a ride home, and floored when she said she wanted to have sex. I didn't know what to think. Was she really looking for a boyfriend? Then I realized, Who cares? I was lonely, and being with someone tonight would be comforting.As soon as. The warm tenderness of it. It wouldn’t be long now. He would lick them and suck them and bite them both. Soon. I don’t know how I got so lucky, but…Such a simple thought. Such an honest one. Ehma didn’t have time to relish it though as a second hand made a pass at her curls. In the darkness behind her eyelids, she felt his touch as her hair was brushed aside. Fingertips lingered at her temple and then swept behind her ear. This was too much. She could already feel the slickness between her.