Her pussy started tingling. he drew back and as hard as he could he smacked the opposite ass cheek that he had hit before. the sound echoing through t...e room my pussy was getting wet and my ass was starting to feel warm.he continued drawing back and striking my ass with his hand keeping to his pattern of left cheek, right cheek, left cheek, right cheek... feeling my ass getting warmer and warmer and my pussy getting wetter and wetter. i couldnt see it but im sure my ass was turning a really. .. um ... doing could make a girl ... um ... feel ... um ... things that she didn't want to and she couldn't stop it and it wasn't her fault and it didn't mean that she was a slut or anything like that cause she really couldn't help it and she really really tried to stop it but she just couldn't so it really didn't mean anything? Remember?"I reached over and tickled her sides, making her squeal. "Wow! And you said all that in one breath? Yes, I remember"."Well, I understood what you said, and I. ' I responded with my full identity, the final key allowing you the ability to destroy my career and livelihood. Thank you, Meara. I'd love to join you on a very special new journey."Meara tentatively reached out and placed her hand in his. He covered her hand with his other hand, enveloping it with acceptance and warmth. Their faces slowly gravitated toward each other, till their lips met.Sam and Meara's relationship built slowly, yet steadily. They loved their conversations about love and. What can I say, I don't think many people would find their own mother attractive. I certainly didn't, not in that way.She was trying really hard, though. Her head was bobbing in a quickening pace, but I could see she was getting tired, so I had to just gently touch her shoulder and whisper: "I'm sorry, mom. It's still not quite happening."Mom paused for a while. "Don't worry," she said as she looked at me understandingly. "You don't have to be nervous with me." Yeah, I understand that." It was.