“You should have come to me sooner! XXX I still saw her at school and sometimes said hi but that was the extent of our interactions. I rubbed the smooth wet material over her pussy and she began breathing harder. Mom had made it all better. “That’s a good boy,” she whispered again, and I gradually relaxed, the terrible ache finally gone. When Kevin Raymond pushed me into a mud puddle after stealing some of my toy soldiers, I wasn’t too embarrassed to tell my mom. I wore a white button down shirt and a pair of slacks with a sport coat and dress shoes. “There, there,” Mom cooed, putting her arm around me and pulling me into her warm soft bosom.
