’“Well mom, if that is what you want, I'll do it. But how do I get my big cock in such a tight hole/”“It will work, trust me, OK?”“OK, if ...ou say so.” My mom told me where the lubricant was and she then disappeared into the bathroom giving me another view of her fantastic ass. She was gone for about ten minutes and returned smiling from ear to ear saying, “Oh honey, I’m so excited I can not hardly stand it.” She walked up to me and gave me a big kiss rubbing her body all over me. My soft cock. I didn't want my sexuality on display, or out and if we had sex, would it be different. She worked in a different part of campus and we weren't exactly work buddies.We exchanged anonymous e-mail, me telling her about my fantasies about her, and she begging for my picture. My picture. If I sent it, then it would be clear, no turning back. So I took a chance. My lust won out over reason. I feigned a reason to go over to her her building hoping her door was open when I walked past. It was. We made. Yeah, I’d love it. But the reality is we do have bills and a child. Wanna chunk everything, drop Chad off somewhere and run away? I didn’t think so. It’s getting better honey. Our bills are caught up and we’re even saving a little. I’m thinking about going full time with Bobby. He’ll give me a raise and more hours if I do.”It hurt me when she scoffed at the idea. “Think that’ll make a difference? You need a job that has insurance. We’re all healthy right now but one accident will bankrupt us. Can you be obedient, Charlene?" he asked, with a mischievous little smirk. "I can be very obedient, Sir," she said in a soft hushed voice. She lowered her eyes and blushed as she spoke. "Well, we shall see about that. Now I have a rather personal question for you... do you shave?" he asked. "Sir?" she asked, a bit taken aback at the forwardness of the inquiry. "Do you shave?" he repeated. "I... I... shave my underarms and legs, Sir," she said. "And what about your pussy? How do you keep your.