Jake thought that her best asset was just that, her ass. It was it a full ass but firm and together with the rest of her body she was the "MOM" all hi... friends called a MILF. (Mother I'd Love to Fuck). When she went to work all the young guys and older men would stare as she walked past.This morning Jake woke up extra horny. He already had masturbated once and he still was semi erect. Watching how his mother's ass looked under her nightgown was not the type of activity that would allow his cock. I wanted to hurt him so badly he'd never be able to touch another woman again.I promised myself that I would be strong. That I wouldn't just sit under a table fucking someone while there was real evil in the room.The man I was pleasuring gasped and shot cum into my mouth. It tasted good but bitter as a swallowed it. I gasped and choked, the sensation was so unexpected. I hadn't had taste buds in months! The man looked down at me and smiled broadly and I blushed. The other customers were. " You make sure to tell her how proud I am of her," Mom said."I already told her," I interrupted. "She knows you have every single CD she's ever released." I am not proud of her because of her successful music career," Mom countered. "I am proud of her because she overcame terrible circumstances to make something of herself. I always saw that in her. And I'm proud that she has not let fame turn her head. You never see pictures of her stumbling out of a bar or flashing her underwear. She is a. ..hurting."He, my father, came down to the sitting room holding the littlecage in his left hand. With his right he hit me, again and againand again. He raged on about my deceit, my lack of openness, mylying nature, my wickedness in keeping secrets. I begged him to letme keep Bertie. I shouldn't have even tried. It was a mistake. Andthen I made an even bigger mistake .... I said I loved him. LovedBertie."David longed to put his arm around her. To give her a closerphysical contact to assuage her.