‘I…I shouldn’t have done that. I…’ Confused, she stepped back from his embrace. She was breathing hard and confusion showed in her eyes. Ben...smiled at her gently. ‘That’s all right, Kathy,’ he said, ‘I was trying to show you that I do care about you. I don’t see any harm in a hug, do you?’ ‘Ah…no…I…I guess there isn’t…’ the young woman replied. ‘You know, Kathy, I do care about you,’ Ben said, ‘I care about you very much.’ He knew the young woman was vulnerable, very vulnerable. In fact, he was. Almost purring like a kitten. We stopped kissing for a moment, looked at each other right in the eyes, and I took her hand and placed it right on my massive bulge in my pants. She rubbed it up and down slowly, then she reached up towards my belt and undid it and unfastened my pants. She pushed me down onto a chair and hiked my pants and undies right down to my ankles. She knelt down on the hard concrete. I gave her two seat cushions for her knees. She grabbed my cock with her hand and started. My Hard erection is dealt with swiftly ..you slap it with a cursory “now THAT is a bad boy” as you pull the nappy between my legs and cover my cock, wrapping me in my delicious soft security . When you finish doing the poppers and encasing me in my pants you gently rub the plastic and my crutch. “Does my baby like that feeling” ? “Yes mummy “ I reply. “well don’t you dare soil your nappy or cum in it, understood?” yes mummy I whimper.Leaning over me with your ample breasts dangling over my head. “What is going—”“You are a slut, Mrs. Woodham!” I snarled, the pain stabbing into my brain. “You're a mommy-whore that craves her son's cock and all his friends', too. You want my dick fucking you. Your pussy gets wet doing anything your son wants. Any sexual act. You don't care what it is so long as it makes him or one of his friends happy.”Darkness washed across my mind. Blood pounded in my ears. The pain flared, prickling as the woman shuddered. Her petite form quivered as I rewrote her.