"Rather blankly," she replied. "I could not think of anything but you today son," she continued. "We need to talk," she finished."I need a shower Mom,..." I yelled as I headed up the stairs. Fuck, I could hear the tone of her voice. Some societal bullshit was coming. Some discussion of morality, some thoughts of i****t, how wrong this was, how we had stretched the envelop over the years with her discussions with me. "I don't want this bullshit talk," I said out loud to myself. I jumped into the. “Why do I have to do the carpets?” I scooped up a handful of empty wrappers. ”Because it’s your house. And my back hurts,” I lied. After half an hour of clearing, sweeping, tidying and hovering we got to the fun part; polishing. I’d always loved making things shiny. And it was so easy it was barely a chore. “Music?” Ryan offered as he headed over to the sound system. Their family had the most ridiculously large black speakers. The kind you’d find in a club or a festival. I nodded and squirted. I broke my cherry with my mother’s dildo, so we won’t even have a bloody mess to clean up.”He then followed me into the bedroom and I pulled off my t-shirt, shorts, and panties before sitting on the bed in front of him. He stood in front of me and was staring down at my big breasts and hairy pussy as I unfastened his shorts and pulled them down. Then I saw his big, hardening cock curled around his thigh in his tight, white underwear. I pulled down his underwear, and his cock sprung out and. But when she went back, I could feast my eyes on her arse once she passed by. I didn't spot that one of her friends was watching my reaction and when she got back to her seat, there was whispering and laughter. I realised they were on to me.About 15 minutes later the same girl got up to go to the WC again. I tried to keep my nose in my book but to my consternation she stopped and said to me"Do you speak English?"I replied that I was Irish and on a short trip to see a friend in Leverkusen." My.