"Look at you your a little cock loving sissy fagot", I just stood there next to the toilet starring up at him in embarrassment and shame as I experie...ced the result of all my fantasies and subtle teasing. Before I had time to think past the humiliation I was feeling or notice that my hard little dick had shrunk to a soft sticky noodle in my underwear. Doug jerked me back into the reality of my naughty games I had been playing on him for almost a year. He suddenly had a firm grip on my. Well, the kiss had been nice while it lasted.“Love you,” he whispered.“I love you, too,” she said loudly. She’d said it before, and he believed she did, but this was for her mom to hear.At home, he used his key but gave the family’s two quick rings to let Mrs. Bryant know that someone else was in the house. She came out to greet him.“Andy! You hungry?”“Well, we stopped for lunch. Let me get my bags.” He hauled his stuff in from the porch and carried the actual bags upstairs. Back downstairs, he. Our flight was on Monday, September 1, 2003, early morning. My husband knew that I would be gone for 6 months, ok he could visit London but still 6 months are 6 months.As the flight was Monday early morning, my husband wanted to fuck me Saturday night. I used pills for birth control to prevent pregnancy at that stage because I had one night stands or open affairs going on. But my husband didnt go anywhere for the past 3 weeks, so I hadnt any sex for the past 6 weeks.I knew in July already that. “This ... you ... shouldn’t ... we ... can’t ... it’s ... wrong,” Mom stammered, while Val and I snickered.“It’s not wrong, Mom. You don’t want to resist. You don’t want to be a bad mother anymore. Prudes are bad mommies. You don’t want to be a prude, do you? Bad mommies cut their son’s cocks by circumcision to stop them from jerking off. You want to be a good mommy. Good moms unzip their mom jeans and lower them to their ankles in their son’s kitchen,” I tried out my Jedi mind powers.Before.