“Last chance to back out. Once we start, I will not let you stop. Are you sure this is what you want?” She asked. “I am sure mom. I want this mo...e than anything.” She kissed me again, then spoke. “Undress me, Calvin.”My hands trembled as I set to work fulfilling her request. I put my hand to the zipper on her dress and turned her to face away from me. I watched in excitement as more of her flesh was bared to me, revealing her bra and then her panty-covered bum before the zipper stopped. I stood. ”“How did it go?”“Community Service Order, conditional on getting anger management classes.”“Wow! That really was a good result, wasn’t it?”I basked in her admiration. “Oh, yes. The prospect of Crown Court frightened him badly, so perhaps there’s a chance for him. He is quietening down.”“So, Brenda, your Mum who’s not your Mum?”“As you correctly deduced, Brenda is my foster-mother. She’s a heroine! She’s fostered forty-odd children since she started (most of us are odd)! Her marriage broke up. She ran her finger across the head and raising it to her mouth sucked it clean, she stroked her snake a few more times producing more pre-cum, this time I was expected to suck it from her offered finger. Laughing she asked me if I liked the taste and when I nodded an evil smile spread across her face. With a couple of shifts of her body her penis was pressing against my lips, demanding entry to my mouth. I thought Danni’s cock was huge, well Isobel’s was colossal. I opened my mouth as wide. Most of the time, I would use the time that he was away at class for doing homework. However, there were days when I wanted to have a little fun. With just a few clicks, my computer transformed into a pornographic parade of men sucking and fucking each other. By the time Brandon returned, however, the only hard thing in the room was my math homework. One day, I was alone in our dorm room and started to feel horny. I thought of watching some porn when I caught a glimpse of a pair of.