Sex." She said. Jamie almost felt sorry for her, but wondered where the whole conversation was going."It makes me jealous when I see you and Noah so h...ppy." Erin said, as she set the picture back down. "Sorry." Jamie said, but Erin just shook her head. "You know, just being here with you kind of makes me realize that there's more to life than just sex." She said, and Jamie turned on her side, and propped herself up with her elbow. "So that means you're going to stop having sex?" She asked. Erin. “Honestly, it’s normal,” I said to him matter-of-factly, “especially at your age. It’s called premature ejaculation and it’s nothing to worry about. The best way to cure it is to masturbate before you go see her. Do it a couple of times if you need to.”“I don’t ever masturbate.” He said with a bit of embarrassment. “I was always told not to.”I got to thinking about his story and realized she had put her hand on his stomach which meant his erection was sticking up and out of his jeans and he. ..Anyway, the point is simple. The older I got the more obsessed I became with the thought of sleeping with my Mother. My fantasies shifted from cheerleaders and hot blondes to my forty-three year old blue-eyed, chestnut-brown-haired Mother. She didn't help any either. She was a real estate agent and always dressed-up in skirts and heels. Both of which had become fetishes of mine, probably because I grew up seeing them on the hottest woman I knew. I was sixteen when I started giving my Mom foot. I lay back in a recliner as he goes down to his knees. "You smell sweet, Cara, I got to taste it but first..." and two fingers dive into my swollen wet pussy! In and out, in and out. Groaning, as I feel the orgasm building, he stops knowing I was so close. I scream "You fucking bastard." Laughing, he spreads my pussy and starts licking my engorged clit. My head lolls back as his tongue works its masterful art. Sucking then licking again until I am a mix of crazy screaming, moaning and begging..