I defecated andcleaned myself.I had long wondered if my girlfriend's bra would fit. She had beautifulbreasts but I held a notion that my breasts were...slightly larger. I tookoff the robe and put on the panties first. They were tight. My buttmust be bigger than hers. But, it was the smoothness of the fabric overmy vulva, the barest shadow of my pubic hair through the fabric, thatcompletely enraptured me. I lost another hour before I was in front ofthe mirror again, preparing to put on that. Elise, Mom's secretary was not at her desk. I walked past her desk and opened the door to Mom's office."Mom, I want to take you to ... shit!" She was naked and on her knees. Mister Erickson stood in front of her, also naked. His wrinkled old butt cheeks sagged down behind him and his potbelly rested on Mom's forehead.You notice how in times of extreme surprise a person tends to note little irrelevant details? For some reason I noticed his cock was not all the way hard and his balls hung down. Danny would linger, though, and not want to pull out.Ed would be ready to go and he’d insist. He’d flip her over, point her legs at the ceiling, and fuck her standing next to the edge of the bed. Their eyes would lock, hers would invite him deeper, she’d want to see him enjoying the pleasure she was giving him. He wouldn’t last long. I didn’t either. I shot right then, just as I imagined Ed shooting up into her pussy.God, what a release. All the weekend’s tension seemed bundled up in that. It is in simple, uncompromising honesty, bravery, and the power that is granted to you when you seize your sexual identity and let it be known that you are greater than King Kong. From a picture to the bedroom, unleash the animal; we all have one, it is up to you to see the beauty of your lust and worship it for what it is. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------It always started innocent enough. She had her reservations, and a boyfriend.