And of course one day she came home early and found me taking my pleasure on her bed, clad in her pantyhose and panties, humping her pillow.“You fuc...ing degenerate freak!” she screamed at me.Her temper was unbridled and although I was a lithe eighteen-year-old boy, her anger and vehemence gave her the energy to overpower me. She dragged me to the edge of the bed and wielded me into her lap.“You wanna behave like a fucking naughty schoolboy then I’ll treat you like one!” she shrieked and bought. Our blood family was separated and it was never to be reunited in the way many of us think a family should be. I was passed around for a while with my younger siblings before we ended up living with my father and his wife’s family. That is when I started to truly see what a joke Christianity was, I saw so many hypocrites of that faith, saying one thing and do the opposite. It truely was a religion created to control the people. I was never one that fit in well. It was during this time after I. "Would you mind giving me a massage?" I could see where this was going, and immediately got a raging hard-on just thinking about it. I told her I wouldn't mind doing that for her, and approached her on the bed. Sitting down behind her, I began to massage her shoulders through her t-shirt, eventually gliding one side down off of her shoulder. Her skin was smooth and dark, with no tan line, due to her sunbathing with her top down. As I massaged, she rolled her head from side to side. Photos. I closed my eyes and pretended to still be sleeping, but partly opened one eye so I could watch her movement. My heart was pounding as she shut the bathroom door. She removed her nightie and stood totally naked in front of the mirror. She could see streaks of cum drying on her. Her pussy started to get wet again. Ashamed, she wiped herself clean with a wet washcloth, but the wiping motion just made her wetter. She turned on the shower and thought about rubbing one out again in the shower, but.