She could strut around naked in her room all day and no one would care, but Jennifer was too self conscious to even attempt something like that. She w...uld even wait until it was past midnight before she would use the communal showers out of fear for being seen. Being caught watching sapphic sexual wrestling would have been devastating to her psyche. Her nerves were on edge. She was convinced someone was about to burst into her room and catch her watching this filth, but she just had to see how. I undid her bra and her tits bounced into full view and I began to suck on them. I could feel the nipple getting bigger in my mouth as mom moaned loudly.I let mom lean back into the sofa as I moved my kisses down to her stomach. I then I moved onto the floor and kept moving down towards moms panties.“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god….” mom repeated in quick whispered tones. I kissed her panties right over her pussy and mom moaned loudly. I hooked my fingers under mom’s panties and eased them. So, here I am without something to believe in when, apparently, I need something. I’ve thought about medication for anxiety. I’ve talked to my doctor and read through the effects and side-effects. I don’t think meds are the answer. It’s the worst at night. I go to bed, feeling very peaceful, and then something happens to trigger thoughts of death in my mind and if I’m lucky, I can get rid of them. Other nights, they stay there at the front of my mind, so that no matter what I think about or if. He stopped…“tell me what you would like me to do”“ I want your cock in my mouth. I want to taste you. I want to watch you cock as you cum explodes from it and I want to see the expression on your face as you cum for me. I want to feel and see what I and my body do for you”He stood up and removed his jeans and shirt, his wet cock bouncing around in front of him sending shivers to my cunt.He knelt either side of my chest and all I had to do was dip my head slightly forward to take him into my.