" And she did," Chris reasoned."Yeah. Haven't talked to her since." Sounds like you need to cut loose a little and forget Mindy. Let's hitHigh Street ...onight! We'll hit one of the dance clubs. Drink a fewbeers, dance with a few chicks, maybe even bring one or two home. Whatdo you say?"Andy's mood brightened at this. If he couldn't get Mindy to blow him,maybe he could pick up some floozy who would. At any rate, a whole lotof beer would make him feel better. He smiled for the first time. It was interesting.The less I 'thought, ' the more thoughts came to me.Scenes from my lives entertained me for quite some time. Several of those scenes brought tears to my eyes, and others made me giddy with laughter. In my head, I spent time with Jennifer. She was as I discovered her on the dock in Astor that day. Her little body was wracked with pain and wasting away.However, it was her happy voice that brought the tears. Revisiting her laughter, giggling, and silly fun times, got to me. “Scott I am your mother. I am the woman that gave birth to you. I am not someone that you should have sex with. What you need is a girlfriend.”“Mom, Nancy, I am your son but I am a man. We both have needs and I want to be the man for you. You said that I was the man of the family. I am going to be that man tonight.” I turned to the bed and climbed in placing my hands behind my head and making myself comfortable. I did not climb under the covers. I did not try to cover my cock. I just watched my. Jet after Jet of my thick sperm splashing against her tender, Wet cervix, so hot were my seeds that Zarina shivered and screamed out in her orgasm. She held onto me tightly as I cummed deeply in her, I kept filling in the cunt of Zarina till my last drop. Our bodies mingled together tightly. Panting, trying to catch our breath, we lay against each other, holding and hugging each other. Slowly, we fondled each other in our mutual afterglow. Zarina brushed my sweaty hair ever so gently and.