"Uh, um...hold on..." I leave the room quickly and run into the kitchen. "Kim! Kim! Have you been talking to our son about sex?" "No, of course not, h...ney. We decided that you should, remember?" she answered. "Of course. Um, does the missionary position provide good clitoral stimulation?" I ask. "What? Will you get back in there and talk to your eleven-year-old and stop worrying about our sex life." "Um, of course, baby." I walk back into Mike's room cautiously. Sort of like a lion tamer. After that cock I had a foul one, it really tasted bad and he only just put it my mouth so the horrible taste covered my tongue. I was almost sick with the taste of it but I just had to take it, If I thought the cock tasted bad the cum was even worse, the taste stuck on my tongue for ages afterwards but what could I do?I had no idea how long I'd been there or even how many cocks I'd sucked. My muscles started to ache but I couldn't move to make it more comfortable, all I could do was take cock. Smoking, drinking, everything was ok with her. So most of the time we were at home we were nude smoking, sipping a drink, fucking, licking everything. This went on for over six months when my mother came to stay with us.Now this obviously was very very annoying for neha. She had to stop smoking drinking, eating meat which we had started after marriage, and most of all sex at all times and places. She had to be atleast decent before my mother, who was very orthodox. She expressed her frustration. Again, she was an honest, loving, and caring mother who was trying to raise her boy to be open, honest, and safe from certain aspects of sexuality. She simply was working on the basis of many old wives' tales in regard to sex.I think she was under the impression that males needed to have their libidos relieved (she did have twelve kids), and that it should only happen in the act of intercourse. How she could imagine that ejaculation through masturbation instead of intercourse was detrimental to.