” “Does it? What does it say other than I’m wearing a cock ring?” She responded, “Well, it tells me that you like people to look at you, yo... don’t mind them seeing you excited like that and that you certainly aren’t shy about yourself or your language.” “My language?” I asked. “Not many men would say cock to a woman they just met.” “Okay, I see what you are saying, but it would just plain weird to say penis squeezer.” She laughed at my terminology and reached for my hand. “Do you mind?” “What,. So I quickly changed my tune."I was just kidding, mommy," I said, "just kidding. I'd like to try lipstick. Honest, I would. It would be fun." Hoping to make amends, I then added, "And maybe some nail polish too. Could I, mommy? Try nail polish? Just this once?"Mother's frown was immediately replaced with a big smile and I knew I'd said the right thing. "That's a good boy," she said. "That's a boy who loves his mommy."She picked up the tube of lipstick and grinned. She removed the cap and. When I returned, Michelle seemed in a more lighthearted mood and had even refilled our glasses. Casually she I asked if I liked her panties and with out thinking I blurted out that they looked great on. TRAPPED – I hadn’t even thought about what I had just said but Michelle picked up on it straight away. So I had worn her panties, did I enjoy wearing them? I tried desperately to explain it wasn’t anything like that but Michelle wouldn’t let it go. Was I turned on, was I thinking about her – so. At times she didn’t even wear panties. I lived with my mom and dad and Rose could not afford to take off work that much. Yes we both carried rubbers now. The next time Rose rented a motel room and picked me up. I was so excited knowing I was going to actually get to fuck Rose. She had set the room up before she picked me up, candles and a rubber on the pillow. As she drove to the motel she took my hand and put it between her thighs pushing it to warm wet pussy. She said I could play but had to.