She knew that she was driving the poor boy crazy. However, for some reason, although she knew the answer, she didn't want to respond too quickly. "I d...n't think we have a choice," she finally said, smiling over her coffee cup.Chris wanted to jump from the table and hug her, however he restrained himself. He wanted to let his mother have her moment."I'll have to get a doctors appointment to get a prescription for the pill... if I'm not already pregnant."This time Chris did get up and walk over. ” I ponder that for a moment and nod my head in agreement.After school on Friday, I am waiting for the shuttle. Grandma sent me a message asking me not to bring Martina home, but she would have John pick her up Saturday morning. Martina was upset, but cheered up when I told her she could come on Saturday.I get off the shuttle and out the gate. I am surprised to see a guy get out of the back seat and holding the door open for me. He is a tall bald man in his late sixties and dressed in an. Shekissed my cheek and said, “I’m your fuck meat mistress,I’m totally your whore and I will be the best piece ofass you ever had” and it made me wonder how many timesshe had said that, but I loved the fuck meat part. Wewent into her bedroom, got on the bed and straddledeach other so our cunts were rubbing together and toldher from now on I wanted her naked in the house. She smiled and said, “You own me now mistress and Iwill do anything you say without question and. He lifted me up and started kissing me instead. It might have been the change in the position of my hips but the guy in my arse lifted the tempo, he was getting close. Louder moans, closer. Then one deep thrust and he paused, then I felt him shudder as his cock exploded. He had a pretty good grip on my hips as I felt his cock stitch and spasm inside me.The guy I was kissing while this orgasm was happening, in my arse, broke off the kiss and told his boyfriend that it was his turn on my.