I began to think if I was making a mistake... Should I tell him I'm not up to it? Should I just walk out and not explain anything? But, then again.......I have always wanted to taste a cock, just to see if I liked it at all, and if I would like it.All this time I was standing at the front door when he called me into the back, which was the bedroom. He saw me and just blurted out (knowing I have never been with a guy before) "So you ready to suck your first cock Matt?" At that point, my mind left. I felt or sense him behind me, felt his eyes on my exposed body. I try to restrict my walk but find I can’t, that anything I did to minimize the movement only tended to make it more aware to me. I quickly pour more wine and gulp some down. I turn and lean against the counter, my arm crossing my breasts, again, and my thighs squeezed together with my feet crossed.We continued to talk as I consumed more wine and the buzz has its relaxing effect. I soon find myself much more animated in our. ”The rest of the week drug by slow, Cindy tried to keep busy and not think of the upcoming event. Every night she lay in bed, masturbating, and anticipating what would happen. Friday finally arrived. She waited till the afternoon to shower, and dress. She wanted to choose a dress that wouldn’t make her look like a tramp in her mother’s eyes. She decided to wear her favorite short, blue sundress, it clung to all her curves, and was sexy and alluring.She then called her mother and told her she. But for now, I just want you. Are you ready to kneel in front of me and submit to your new Master?" he said with just a little touch of impatience in his voice.My mind was racing, I knew that what he was proposing was morally wrong. I was his mother and he wanted to be my Master and my lover? But I was also so very excited about submitting to him and accepting my son as my Master.I knew my life was about to change forever. If I said no I wasn't sure he would actually go through with the idea of.