He told me to put my shorts back on and as we were about to leave the cubicle he asked me if I liked kissing. I had never done it before and I must ad...mit it seemed ok. So I told him yes. He asked if I wanted to practice more. Again I said yes. He then told me I should have an identity for him. In case anyone asked who he was, and said I should him uncle. So I said ok. When we were in the street I would run and call for help.We left the pictures and we started walking. He told me I should hold. After a fantastic fuck we both bathed together and dried each other. I pleaded mom to stay nude with me and she did. Soon I licked again in the living room, making her sit on the sofa, me on the floor, reaching her pussy comfortably.I think it was too much of sex for mom to handle. She started teasing me and asked me to keep distance atleast sometime. For me it was like a newly wed man fucking his wife.‘nan sonta novu bantu hogo, yavdadru hudgina nodko’ mom said, meaning I got pain in my. Last time this happened, it took a month for the bruises to heal, and a few months after that for the bones to stop aching. His cheek was damaged and split as well, so there was no hiding all the bruises.He leaned his weight against the counter, and looked out across the isles. Empty. He looked outside through the glass doors, and winced as he saw some pedestrians, people passing by. Some of them must have seen what just happened. They winced, like he did, and walked on. Of course they did.He. “Okay, here goes. First it’s Tell, then it’s Show. Back in the day, when John and I first started going together -- you know, when dinosaurs roamed the earth -- it took us a couple months before we started getting intimate.”John had an inkling where this was going, knowing one of his first embarrassments with the woman who would be his wife. He looked up at her sheepishly, grinned. It was Married Telepathy -- she knew that he knew.“I’d never had sex before, and I learned later from John.