‘What exactly did Samantha say about me?’ I asked, squatting down to continue brushing Dick. After a heavy sigh, Becky said, ‘I have a confessi...n to make. I’ve never met your friend Samantha.’ I looked over my shoulder with feigned surprise, and said, ‘Confession’s good for the soul.’ ‘My roommate, who got into some legal trouble and spent time with Samantha, heard about you and repeated the stories to me. I thought it was fate that you lived in the same town as my brother.’ Continuing to. I was getting frustrated, was I unable to reach climax? I gave up on trying to clear my head and instead pushed down on my stubborn cock while thinking of all the girls i liked, my crushes, the attractive teachers, my mother, it was a whirlwind inside of my head and I never wanted this feeling to stop. I was face down on my parents bed, my face planted in my mom's pillow as I huffed her sweet scent. My hands between my legs tried to contain my raging hard on as I stuck my ass in the air.The. My hands ran over your face, your chest, I pinched your nipples. At first you didn’t seem to like that, your face scrunched up in a painful grimace, but over time you’ve gotten used to it. Now you’re cock starts growing when mommy pinches or pulls on your nipples, doesn’t it? That first night mommy had to take you in her mouth. She put her lips around your cock and started licking and kissing and sucking you, until it was nice and hard. You’ve got quite a nice cock, did you know that? I like. My mother wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulled me close. Jack had no choice but to slip away at this point. He sat against the wall, jerking himself slowly, as he watched me go to town on my mother. I'd never been so focused on anything before. Her massive breasts, pressed tightly between us, spilled out to the side. We kissed passionately, traded tongue play, nibbled gently on each other's lips. Her lips were plump and unbelievably soft. Not as full as Aunt Liz's, but remarkable all.