My addiction to them started with a lady next door who was the same age of my mother and had 3 k**s who were my age. She was beautiful and sexually re...ressed because of her impotent husband and she knew I was sexually active so she would play all these games in front of me to make me hornier. Man! what I wouldn't do to get those experiences again.She was a nurse just like my mother and used to stay next door, whenever she knew I was alone she would unzip her uniform just to show me and then. He slowly walked through the hall of the two bedroom house looking for her, peering in the bedroom, still no Charlie. Then moved into the spare room but she wasn’t there. He assumed she was out so he went downstairs to make a coffee. He walked into the kitchen. He froze, there was his girlfriend, her big blue eyes sparkling under her long dark eyelashes, full red lips smiling cheekily. The ringlets of her soft blonde hair lay comfortably on her breast where she was wearing a black lace bra that. It hurt too much. Why?"Aaaaah!" I twitched my arm over my mattress. So much pain. My body seemed to be waking up a little. I could just start to barely move. It hurt so much. I looked down to my wounded arm. It looked to be worsening. I was cold. Breaking through my aching muscles, I reached down to my feet and pulled my blanket over me. I would do something in the morning. I was still tired. It was too painful to move.I woke up. Eleven in the afternoon. I was getting worse. I was getting. .. then forcing you to have sex," Lynzee stated and her face displayed all of her youthful excitement and enthusiasm. "I get totally aroused just dreaming about it." Sweetheart, please, you have to stop ... stop thinking about foolish things." Mother, have you ever been spanked?" NO! Oh darling, no."Lynz squeezed and tightened her grip on her mother's hands. "How long has it been," she asked?"What?" How long has it been since you've had sex?" Honey, please don't ... don't ask such a silly.