”“It’s not going to be difficult for me. I’m going to enjoy having my son shave me.”Mom smiled. Then she moisten her lips, extending her ton...ue out to an improbably length and moving it wetly over her lips. Her illness was causing her to come on to me. I thought of their overly polite behavior and the lube behind the bar. My parents were having problems in their marriage, sexual problems. Mom’s stroke was causing her to act out her sexual frustrations.I cleared my throat. “Okay mom! I need to. While Marv rubbed his balls and nipples, feeling his cock getting hard; he moaned loud as his head fell back in a bliss blanket. Slowly, he turned his back towards the window and totally exposed his humongous black cock. His hands cupped his ass and gave it a good squeeze, leaning back over the bed again. By now, Steve had pushed most of the branches out of his way and he was so clearly visible but Marvin did not want him to know and he did not look up, lest their eyes met. Now massaging his. She had never seen him so guilt ridden. Oddly enough, he pulled his hands back from her. ‘Mark has been holding something over my head for awhile now,’ Henry explained, ‘And I suppose you’ll hear about it anyway when he finds out I told you all this.’ Ellen wasn’t sure she wanted to hear it, but listened anyway. ‘Awhile back, ‘ he began, ‘I committed an indiscretion that Mark knew would ruin me.’ ‘What?’ she coaxed. ‘One night, shortly after we first met, I was over at your place for dinner. "You hate me right," he asked her."Yes Boris. I actually still hate you for what you did to me. I don't know if I can say that you raped me because I am your slave and you can express yourself in any way with me as you always automatically have my consent, no matter how much I dislike it. I never thought you were ever going to do this to me. Do your Skinhead friends do this to their girlfriends?" she asked him. She was tired, angry and sad all at once."Well they do have BDSM sex from time to.