”Before John could answer, his body replied as Marge felt his cock start to grow once more. “Mother,..would you please?” He started with long, s...ow thrusts while giving her loving kisses. This time was different. This time he made love. He didn't rush, he wasn't in need of her, he wanted her.“Yes, for you..yes!” In tears of rejoice, she replied. She relaxed beneath him and let him have his way with her. She was sure that his c***d was already planted inside her, but she wanted him to freely. NOTHING." Ash I..."She grabbed my chin. "Don't you fucking say a thing." Ash..." I tried again. Wanting to apologize."No!" She shoved her fingers in my mouth. "Just Shut the fuck up, and suck on these fingers y/n." She scowled. Something had changed in the way she was looking at me. Almost like I was her prey. I had never seen this before. It was scary. "NOW!" She shouted.Scared out of my wits by her unusual behavior I started sucking her fingers. I suddenly felt her other fingers on my thighs.. He pushes you back onto the toilet seat, handing you your beer. He wants you to drink more before he goes on. He wants that cool, foamy head that drove him wild already!You take a gulp and he pushes into you eagerly. Beer spits out of your mouth around his cock. He pulls out and you take a little more.Gently this time, he lets you open your mouth. The bubbles and froth coat his cock and he lets a moan escape his lips. You swallow, he begins thrusting again. He moans again and again, this time. By the time I was old enough to go to prom I was more than ready to give a guy my cherry. So, I had everything all planned in my head. Of course, what some teenage girls call a plan is often referred to as a fantasy by those older and wiser. This was no exception. My fantasy was to have a handsome hard-bodied man take me to prom, proud to have me clinging to his arm in a low low low cut dress that made every other guy envy him the soft globes of mammary flesh that settled softly on his.