I am the only son. She was 43 years, looked very young for her age. I don’t know the exact figure, but she had voluptuous 40 sized breasts. She was ... forward minded mom and usually wore t-shirts and half sleeve tanks while at home, and her cleavage showed 60% of her breasts. I got too horny when she was around, and in a way felt guilty that I was in a constant state of arousal.It had been 2 days since she was at home, and I hadn’t masturbated. I was very horny and she being around in her. Finally we came, painting one another's bodies with our semen.English class was otherwise unremarkable, as was history. We had the same substitute again in German. He asked me to demonstrate various forms of movement. I must have been quite amusing to look at jogging in place and doing jumping jacks with my cock bobbing in time to my movements, and the class rewarded my efforts with laughter and applause.When German class ended, I headed over to the lunch room. I got there in plenty of time, as. I didn't want Brandy to know I could wrestle. This seemed to be a good opportunity for her to discover how bad I really was. I could let her win. "OK, but with two conditions." Which are?" First, we wrestle in the underwear we are currently wearing, and we go to lunch in the clothing we are wearing, so you can't put on better clothing now or after. Second, if a piece of my underwear is damaged, you'll loan me the most satisfactory replacements, if I need them to go to lunch or to get home."For. I must have looked a real mess by now. It would appear to someone watching, that I had just received a cum-facial. I attempt to sit up but struggle and spit some more. The brute looked like he had had enough for the day. I looked at him and his still hard cock. Give me your cock back, I almost, pleaded. He walks up to me and rubs his sloppy cock, all over my spit coated face. I poke my tongue out. Like a starving animal, I try latch on to it. He slaps my face with his cock once more, as I.