“I love you too, son!” my mom responded. “This feels so good! I love how you do this to me. Fuck me harder, John. Please fuck me!”“Mommy, mo...my, I’m so hard for you,” I replied. “I think I’m going to cum soon, your pussy feels too good.”“Just let it go, son. Just let it go,” my mom reassured me. “Oh, my little boy, you’re making me cum, too!”By that point, she was literally screaming and almost crying. It was music to my ears and I was ready to climax.“Mommy, I love you, I love fucking your. . What if she didn’t feel the same way about me? Would this end our relationship? Was I rushing things? I never mailed the letter and left it in my letter pad. Chapter Four ‘Catherine, will you be home for dinner tonight?’ my mother asked. ‘Yes’, I replied. I had continued to date after beginning to correspond with Eric. But seldom went out with the same boy twice. I found them to be shallow and immature. Quite a few had only been interested in one thing and I was not about to let any of them. He verbally lashed out at Mommy and she cringed and then she told him that she had made us take a bath. He poked his finger in my pussy and then cuffed Mommy across the face telling her not to do it again.He and his brother dragged us girls back upstairs. My uncle fucked me again. It didn’t hurt as much that time but again he cum and pulled out before I had any pleasure.After that I was allowed to put on a short dress and go back downstairs. The other girl came down in her pants and sweater.. She then turned her attentions to her right breast. This time she skirted the nozzle around her breast, the suction contorting it as she licked her lips in pleasure. Then, without warning her free hand pulled her thong roughly to one side, revealing her bulging, hairy pussy, wet with excitement. She teased the lips of her pussy first, closing her eyes and rolling her head back between her shoulder blades. Then she eased the stiff plastic into her pussy and began to masturbate, slowly at first,.