Nervous as I was, I felt disappointment when she drew away. Then I saw that one of her breasts had come totally free and I was gazing at it. Tits, tha...’s what the kids called them. But not this beautifully rounded, full, smooth hillock with its subtle brown ring tipped by a delicate nub of a nipple. This was a breast, a real, living succulent breast. “Touch it, Chris.”Amazed at the invitation, I looked into her eyes. Was I dreaming? Was this luscious married woman actually giving me, permission. Okay?" I nodded, angry at her ignorance. "Okay. Bye." She walked to the door."Mom?" I said, forcing her to look at me. "Am I still grounded?" Uhhh..." she said, her hand on the doorknob. "...no. But...just remember what I said, alright?" Yess," I groaned, hiding my anger.So that night, I lay in bed thinking. I thought about Jordan. I thought about my mom, and even my dad.Everyone was telling me something different. My heart told me to be gay. My mom told me to be straight. Jordan just told me. ”Peggy asked, “Will you promise to fuck me every day? I kind of got used to it. Billy and I did it as often as we could…and I live with you so maybe we can do it more often.”I said, “I’d like that.”We fell asleep in my bed and Mom found us that way when she woke us up. She found Peggy’s bed empty and then she found us together. She slipped into my room and threw the covers off from us. The cool air was a shock and we both jumped.Peggy asked, “What are doing?”Mom said, “What are doing in your. Is he hung like me?”“Not quite as big as yours, Renald.”“Bend over!”Renald grabbed a container of Vaseline from the nightstand. He stuck his dick into it and then walked up behind Prentiss. He pushed his meat inside the tight pink hole. Prentiss whined in excitement. Renald played with Prentiss’ titties as he thundered away.“That pussy is tight,” Renald confessed.“Oh, daddy,” wailed the part-time grocery store cashier. “Fuck me! Do you like it?”“Hell yeah!”“When’s the last time you fucked a.