Well, the up-shot is, I gave her money.For some reason I couldn’t shake her from my mind, and when we were home again, I looked her up. And things t...ok off from there. Time after time we met, we went out for the evening, we fucked and I gave her money for whatever problem she was currently having. This went on for two years, and I was getting older and tired of being single. I proposed. She accepted. It was at that time I met her then 16 year old son.He was a girly-boy. He didn’t wear makeup or. He's trying to make me cum with him, she thought. She concentrated on her cuntal thrills, and the stinging pleasure building up fast.She put her hands on his hips and pushed him away so just the head of his prick was inside her mouth, and licked at it as she sucked. Almost immediately, his head snapped up with a groan, and she tasted liquid gushing over her tongue, hot and thick. Young cum, she thought. Sweet and wonderful, as she moaned with the pleasure of it. His head went back to her box,. "Relax. I know you’re gay." "No, no, I...” Before I could say anymore he leaned forward and grabbed the back of my head and pressed his lips firmly on my lips. The force of his tongue was powerful, dominating my open mouth, giving me a deep French kiss. I inhaled deeply, the rush of blood to my head made me feel dizzy.I gripped his shoulder muscle. He cupped the back of my head with the palm of his hand and kissed and licked my face. With his free hand he began feeling along my naked chest. My. What?”, I was quieter than usual. Drake and Marcus were the inseparable duo in our frat house, and they ended up starting their own business. I was really hopeful that their reply to our wild night would somehow change the topic. “Apparently our wild night was a regular occurrence for slutty Lucy. She’s such a fucking whore but we already knew that..right buddy”, he said in a cool way and took a sip out of his beer.I got seriously pissed when he called the mother of my c***dren a whore and I.