I'd get home from work and hope she'd be lying in my bed, waiting for me.She never was.She'd moved on. She was in a new relationship that she was figh...ing to keep. Of course, she missed some of the things we shared, but she was looking to a new future and I didn't want to lose her friendship so I didn't want to suggest anything untoward for fear of doing just that.I tried moving on, too. I found others to date and started building relationships with them. I figured the only way I could move on. ”“Oh I’m definitely horny. I would love to do if my mom is interested.” Jay showed lot of maturity without feeling shaky.“Well, would you be interested in losing your cherry to your mother?” the doctor said with a grin.Jay looked to his mother to see a loving smile and a small nod of approval. For a few seconds he just stared at her curvy body and imagined how good it would be to fuck her. He felt as he was left out for last ten minutes. His mom was great in bed. All he could think at that time. ‘Let’s make this even more fun’ he’d said taking out chain-mail panties and a nipple chain that she was happy to wear. When the red leash came out however she got scared. Not done anything like that before, it took a while to persuade her to slip it around her neck and be led around the room on hand and knees. Soon she was sat curled up on the floor, at the guy’s feet while he stroked her head telling her what a nice ‘pet’ she was. ‘Did she enjoy being his pet’? ‘Was she a good girl’? The. Vor neun Jahren und wie es sich gehört im Mai, haben wir geheiratet, weil sich Julian angesagt hatte. Zwei Jahre später kam, eigentlich auch ungeplant, Alina hinterher, und wir sind (oder besser gesagt, Stefan glaubt das) eine glückliche kleine Familie. In den ersten drei bis vier Jahren unserer Ehe war auch alles in einigermaßen befriedigender Ordnung. Ich hatte keine Zeit darüber nachzudenken, ob etwas nicht so, sondern anders, mit steigender Tendenz zur Verschlimmbesserung ist. Wir leben.