I could feel his heart pounding where his chest was resting on my breasts. As Steven tried to recover he rested on top of me. His spent cock was still...inside my pussy. I didn’t want it to end so I kept kissing his soft lips and cheeks. Steven’s cock started to get softer and softer until he finally slipped out of me. I gasped as his cock slipped free. Steven rolled off of me and onto the bed. As he slipped his arm under my neck an involuntarily quiver rolled over my body. I felt something wet. .her feelings were betraying her....He moved to hover over her, and looked down at her. Stroking her hair, he pushed her face to look at him."Stare into my eyes."It was painful, so hard to do. He was her blackmailer, her abuser, whatever you wanted to call the awful situation. But to look at him was to feel him. She did anyway."You're a better lover than your mother. You're the best lover I've ever had. I love you more than any woman in the world."It was too much. She turned away. He pushed her. On one visit alone, he lovingly relieved my cum into his throat six times.It was so good I found myself feeling willing to take bigger risks to feed my desire.I turned to Craigslist. My first encounter ended up being with someone I had known forever and highly suspected he was closet gay due to his lisp. He's a good looking blonde nerdy glasses wearer. All he wanted was to get sucked off he said, and I happily carried out the task with him lying on his bed. He told me he loved having me,. "Claire opened her mouth and she nervously leaned forward towards her son's erection.Her eyes shot open and she was suddenly wide awake.Her heart pounded and she tried to get a grip on reality. The images and feelings she conjured up in her own mind felt uncomfortably realistic. The absolute worst part for her was that she couldn't tell if she just had a nightmare or a wet dream. The stain in her panties suggested the latter.***The next morning, Claire headed to the medical center's park area.