My panting becomes grunting, and I bit my bottom lip.‘‘More,“ I hiss. You do it again, looking down between our bodies, shifting my skirt out of...the way so you can see where we touch, see the effect you have on me as you play with me. You tilt your hips back, chuckling as I shoot mine forward, chasing you, trying to capture your cock. My groan‘s pure frustration and my eyes open in indignation. ‘‘ Shh, relax, I’ve got you, baby. Just let me get it in you.“ You ease me back and tease me again,. .. other men?”“Mom,” I said, reaching across the table for her hand. “You got a raw deal. There’s no doubt about that. And a lot of guys are dickheads. But not all of them. There are plenty of good guys out there. I’m one of them because my mother taught me to be. Lots of other moms taught their sons to be good guys, too.”“You’re sweet,” she said.“I’m who you made me,” I countered.“And you really don’t mind if I continue to pose?”Now I leaned back. She’d been honest with me. I owed her at least. Deep Throat showed the power of ‘word of mouth’ to be the best advertising tool in the world. Let me give you a personal example here, I would sneak off to watch pronos by myself praying that I could avoid the embarrassment of someone catching me. These films were considered vulgar, which they were, and if you went to see them you were some kind of a deviant. Just by chance, one night I ended up watching Deep Throat and found myself not only titillated by the great sex scenes but laughing aloud. I had a waterbed at that time and I yanked all the sheets off and grabbed some baby oil and started squirting it all over the bed. She what are you doing. I told her I was about to give a time of her life. We both stripped down and she slid onto the bed... DAMN she was so fucking hott! She twirled her body to get all the oil on her and ended up on her back with her legs spread wide apart. She looked at me and said arent you going to fuck me and I replied not yet and I slid to her on my belly.