Imagine my embarrassment as her hands gripped the elastic of my boxers to roll it down only to reveal the limpness that prevailed during all this erot...c stimulation.If she was not able to make me hard, I was definitely giving up on sex for sure. I would be scared to try again."Mm, there it is. A young soft cock. I just love fresh young soft meat. Making it grow so it can be inside me makes me even wetter!"Really? She was not surprised? What was wrong with her? If it had been me, I would have. “The Hands” moved back to the bad and I again heard clinking and shuffling as I was momentarily left alone, the throbbing from my tits now coursed through my whole body. Contemplating this was brief though, as hands grabbed by tits, encircling there bond form almost completely and squeezing them wickedly. It may have only been a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity as the intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain mingled together, but there was still more to come...... a lot more. Abruptly,. I hoped she wasn't going to get me in trouble, but she just smiled and waved back at me, then took the little boy by the hand and walked off. They looked like a really happy family. Sometimes when I was younger, I'd go to the park to watch the families playing together, and imagine I was one of them. I'd thought I had outgrown that.Finally, the coach blew the whistle to hit the showers. I hobbled back to the gym and into the showers. The girls were still giving me a wide berth. I hadn't. At least not with Mom and Dad. Maybe I could deal with Dad but having her parade Mom around in Victoria's Secret and imply, no openly state, that she wanted to see me having sex with her was more than I want to deal with. Incest may not be a big taboo in the diaspora, but I'm not at all ready to break it with Mom. You, maybe ... if you were willing and available. But so far as I know that isn't ever going to happen.I've been watching video of your tank engagements. I also have been thinking.