Her pierced ears were all I would allow. Every Monday at the weigh ins I would look at an apprehensive mother getting on the scale and realize that sh... wasn't so much my mother as a creature of my making, But the most important change was my mother wanted me to do her, do this, do that, do anything, she was truly mine! Like when I'd be behind her in the bathroom she would just lean back and mold herself into me, she wanted me to hold and fondle her, she enjoyed the idea of her son spreading her. I was a bit puzzled and asked her whether she was ok and why she was getting breathless without saying anything she just put her hand on my cock and said you have a big one. It was a awesome experience, though she was touching it from outside. I said really, I am sorry but if you so close to me then I would have some reaction and this are it. She then asked do you really like me. I said yes. She relaxed a bit and said will you do what other girls say they have experienced with their boyfriends.. He also has many tattoos on his arms and struck me as kind of a 'gangster' type. "What do you think of the boyfriend?" I asked my wife."He's nice honey. Don't be so quick to judge..." I wasn't judging. I just what to know what he's about if he's going to be in my pool," I replied."Well, he is very flirty..." Jane said."What does that mean?" I demanded."When the three of us were swimming around, his hand grazed my ass several times. I think he did it on purpose. Also...when Jessica was inside,. Damn it. Damn it.July 4th: Well, I give up. Branden and I have been having great sex two or three times a week. He fucks me where, how and when he wants. I can’t say no to him. He tells me to drop to my knees and I do. He wants to fuck me like a dog, and I am on all fours. It doesn’t matter what he asks, I do it. It’s like I am totally under his control. After one of our sessions, he told me not to have sex with my husband that night. I told him to fuck off but still followed his instructions..