I tried fapping for my mother and even after being completely overtaken by lust, I just could not masturbate myself to an orgasm. Instead, I started t...inking about how my mother brought me up. I started thinking about my dad. My dad was my superhero, always working hard for us.I could never do something that would hurt him. And I cursed myself for wanting to fuck his wife, my mother. I was upset, tired, sleepless and confused. I told myself I will never think dirty about my mom for the sake of. My, my Robert, I’m impressed. That is a lot of cock for such a young man. Then she lean back down pushing her breast back into my chest and kissed me on the lips. I felt her tongue pushing against my lips and I open my mouth and sucked her tongue in and started sucking on it. She was still stroking my cock through the sheet and was pushing her breast more into my chest. I thought what the fuck, go for it. I reached up and took the other breast in my hand and began to massage it. She let. I then returned to hisapartment, straightened the living room and shut the equipment off thenreturned to the bedroom. I managed to make it through the weekend andsoon it was Monday once again.I'd been with Carl for almost two months now and without him knowing Iquietly began moving things out and giving my notice to the landlordand my boss at the hardware store. I didn't have much so it wasn't longuntil my car was packed. It wouldn't be long now until I was far faraway and Carl would be getting. Those two little nymphs had me so worked up that I only had one thought in my head: to drain my tightly wound nuts. I gripped my eight inch shaft and alternated fast and slow, working the foreskin up and down my uncircumcised cock, eyes locked on the naked schoolgirls in the shower. As their orgasms subsided, the girls leaned against each other for a moment, dumbstruck. As they held each other up, they continued to make little moans of satisfaction and arousal, kissing and nibbling each other's.