My father had died over a year ago and it wasn't long before I filled his shoes in every sense of the word accept the one place which was forbidden fo... a son to go: his mother's bedroom.We had encountered this dilemma on many nights, I arguing that since we were both consenting adults and no one would be the wiser for it, that it was okay to have a closer more special relationship. She returned my affections and desires, but stopped short of committing to that most unholy of taboos. This drove. I know I would have assumed the same thing a couple of months ago.Believe it or not, we did manage to do a lot of studying together at the Student Union. Sometimes we would work together on the networking class, while other times we would work on our other classes independently. I had taken one of Kim's classes the year before, so I was able to help her through some of the tougher parts. While the reverse wasn't necessarily true, Kim was fairly bright. Often when I had a problem I couldn't. Mama tried to concede his putt, but he reminded her that she had missed one even shorter, three holes before.The eighteenth hole at the country club is the signature hole. It is a long par four with the tee shot coming out of a long narrow chute of trees on both sides of the fairway. It opens up after about one hundred twenty yards, to a wide fairway. It stays wide until about seventy yards in front of the green where it narrows again and is protected on either side by tall trees. If you make. You coo and begin a light hum as I spread you open with my hands, raising a leg up in the process. Splayed open and across the bed, sticking your ass up for me... So enticing, hot and vulnerable. I can feel the tension in your legs begin to build, your thrusting becoming more urgent, searching harder for more of my pleasure-giving tongue between your folds. A slap across your ass jolts you awake but also intensifies your impending orgasm. Your hands clench the sheets beside you. Your back.