We ate dinner at 7:30. She fed Mitchell at 8:30 and one of us put him to bed. If we made love, it was usually right after Mitchell went to bed. It was...routine. It was boring. We’d had a lot more fun before Mitchell but now we were getting complacent. It didn’t help that we were getting up with Mitchell throughout the night too. The sex was boring because we’d become “careful” not to cause her breasts to leak. It’s hard to have wild and crazy sex when you’re afraid to brush against a tit and. My old mom was now standing in front of me wearing only well fitting hipsters and her back against me, why did this give me a hard on? She woke me from my paralysis. "Hello, can you hold up the robe for me dear?" When I reached for it and she held her arms out I caught a glance of her heavy tits in the bathroom mirror, wow, they are really huge with a nicely shaped hang, I thought.That night I had dreams where my mom kept coming to my school wearing nothing but her hipsters. When I woke I. Once we broke off, he said this was his first kiss in a year. Wow! This guy has not fucked a pussy for a year. I wanted to strip his jeans right there and ride his cock. I told him why don't we go to his place and fuck. Art was shocked at my directness but also loved the fact that a 23 year old girl wanted him. He asked, "What should we do about Matt?" I said, "Your problem. If you can figure something out for Matt, you can have me for the night." Back at the bar, shots waiting, we started. It must have been there for like an hour! I started to feel dizzy when she FINALLY pulled it out and started rubbing it on my face. I was coughing and gagging and gasping for air. I fell to the floor and she grabbed my hair and pulled me back up to my knees."Up up up up. No lying down."I whimpered and opened my mouth again. I really didn't want her to do that again, but I wanted to please her so much! She patted my cheek and told me to get up on the bed and to lie on my back. I did so, relieved.