As she slipped the finger inside herself, she moaned out loud.As she slipped the finger inside herself, she moaned out loud. She'd had no idea Billy knew how to fuck. Maybe he'd learned from watching the dog fuck the girl. Who knew, though, maybe Billy had been fucking girls for years without her knowing about it. She was not a prying mother and Billy's sex life was his own business. But it had come as a shock to see him up there fucking that-Mexican girlÑan exciting shock. During the months since Sam had left, she'd more- than a few times looked at Billy with hungry eyes. He was a young boy, but he exuded male sexuality. And he had the equipment of a man, she knew that now. He certainly had the equipment. She was finger-fucking herself, thinking about her naked, erect little boy and masturbating furiously. The bathroom door rattled and Connie's heart leaped. She quickly threw her robe over herself and stood up, tying her belt, then wiping off her fingers on her robe. She stood watching the door, expecting Billy to knock, then enter from the bathroom. Instead, she heard the lock click. He was locking the door from the inside so he could use the bathroom in privacy! Connie felt a twinge of excitement. She'd never done anything like this before, but she couldn't help herself now. She tip-toed toward the door and knelt in front of it. Like the door that opened from the bathroom into Billy's room, this door had two locks-a deadbolt lock which could be turned only from the bathroom, and a key-lock under the door knob which could be used from the bedroom. |