By this time, I was hard as a fucking rock.(If you'll excuse the pun) You could see it jerking around in my jeans. I held the joint to her lips and sh... took a deep hit. When she finally got it out she wrapped her hand around it. It throbbed as more blood flowed in. You could actually see the head swelling and turning a deep purple. She moved her mouth toward the head but I grabbed her by the hair and told her no. I told her to crawl over to the pile of rope she had expectantly piled in a chair.. Damn, here I was with a hard on and couldn’t relieve myself. Mom left the room leaving me in a frustrated state of mind. Supper time came and i was hand fed like a baby. Mom was wearing her robe and everytime she fed me it opened a little, giving me a little shot of her tits. DAMN! I was getting hard again. I tried to keep my mind on the food but couldn’t! This had to be my punishment for partying! I knew it was! ‘Damien, will you quit that!’ Mom said looking at my bulge under the covers. ‘I’m. “Say you like this big dick.”“I like that big dick!” She started to grope my midsection. I started to fuck faster.“You’ll take my cousin’s case?” I said, animal like.“Ughhhhh…” Fancy said, orgasming on my erection. I smiled, and slapped her tight ass cheek again.“Yessss…” She moaned.Fancy changed me. She changed how I look at things in this generation of posterior celebration. Which I appreciate, but she showed me her own sexiness. Something about her made me feel that sexual high. She made me. ”“Well, Gladys, we have only so much budgeted for clothes. It seems a waste to buy stuff that I’ll outgrow in a couple of months and never wear again.”“Well, yes, but wait ‘til you’re buying baby clothes. After all, you might decide to have another, but that baby will never be two months old again.”“Still...” And Gladys took that as a final answer. When they went up this time, Dan took her aside before either couple went out in the rain.“So, how is your teaching going? Looks a little harder.