She & I just sat there. I started to talk to her. I said, “Mom “We’ll make it. We will be alright” “We will be fine mom, it will take some h...rd work but we’ll be ok, besides I know dad drinks too much and never once did I hear him say so, he will always get violate when he was about to pass-out & you don’t need that in a man. From now on I am your man. What do you think?” On being at 18 years of age, I don’t know why I took interest in my mom. My mom, Sneha, 41 years of age was a real sex. He knew where this was going. Without hesitating I slid my middle finger into my wetness, lubricating it well, and then proceeded to rub my swelling clit. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as I circled my nub with increasing pressure. I knew we were now only a few miles away from our destination and really wanted to edge myself close to my first orgasm before we arrived. I was already almost there, lost in thought and self-stimulation, so a quick, successful orgasm was almost. Ring-Finger, with all her finery, approached the meeting with Pinky, her undersized assistant peeping round each gold, silver, and diamond belt. Already present were Index-Finger, Middle-Finger and Thumb, who was to be put on trial for opposing and breaking the 'Rules of Thumb'."After much contemplation upon this matter of Thumb's continuous employment in the Palministry," spoke Ring-Finger, "I have reached several conclusions that do not bode well for Thumb". The other three Fingers fidgeted. When I had slept enough and was sore from wroking out, I would just play with my cock, or ass, not even for pleasure all the time, just to have something to play with. Billy would just be re reading a book of his, and I would go play with his member, not really a handjob, just fool around with it, play with his big balls, slap myself with it, maybe slap it around, not hard, just playfully. He did not mind, just let me do as I please while he flipped through the pages of his books. I loved it.