I hate to admit it but I'm rather enjoying our agreement and the ways it's affecting you," she said, grinning. "It's interesting seeing you grow up li...e this." Well, it sure is affecting me in one way, that's for sure." So, I see, maybe you need to go upstairs again?" she said laughing.It was amazing. My mom and I had never talked much about sex, she let the school do that in sex-ed and I didn't even think she had any idea that I had been masturbating for a couple of years. It was obvious that. Reaching behind her, she let the shirt fall from her shoulders to the ground. I motioned to stand, wanting to touch her. She gently pushed my shoulders down, telling me to sit. She dropped to her knees, kneeling in front of me as she leaned in and kissed me. It wasn’t a gentle peck, it was a hard, deliberate kiss, her tongue searching for mine. I reached my hands forward and cupped her tits from the side. She moaned softly. I reached behind her as our tongues and mouths continued to work on. Meanwhile, Duke stood in front of me, proud, holding his 12” weapon – “you gonna choke on this,” he asserted. “A fucking boy’s winkle,” I retorted in defiance, “Is that all you can manage?”He shoved the giant cock into my mouth, almost breaking my teeth, choking me and then began to fuck me with never a thought of pain. I was totally defeated. He fucked my mouth remorselessly for 10 minutes and shot his thick cum into my mouth, holding my nose so that I had to swallow. To my surprise it tasted. The feelings are primal, sometimes making you tired to the point of hibernation, or horny in a way that it becomes not an urge, but a need. He kicks the door closed when we're both inside and it slams with a loud clap. At this point tears are falling freely down my cheeks from the discomfort. But this part is my favorite. I know it's about to get good. Cole hauls me onto his bed, his black satin sheets cool and slippery against my exposed skin. He forcefully throws me back and my head lands on.