It would be my last moment with my life. ?People used to call you Jordan. Remember that, when you pretended to have a scrap of dignity? When you prete...ded to have a cock, and it even somehow managed it’s way in here a few times?? she asked, her pointing finger lightly touching the hood of her pussy. ?But now we all know these kinds of things have no place in your tiny, clueless world. Pretty though, isn’t it?? she asked. I looked up at her and nodded in earnest. Smiling dimly, she warmly. An hour after our match she said that she had a lot of fun today with me which is something she hadn't said often.Again I didnt think anything sexual but I liked it more than the last time. I was still wondering how she felt about it. I figured she didnt hate the humping, but did she like it as well? I questioned this for awhile, wondering if I should try it again.Two weeks later we got in another shoving match that ended up in us wrestling. When I was about to pin her I humped her for 10. "I don't know. I might have other plans, we'll have to see. O.K.?"He put his head down, hurt, and nodded. I walked quickly to the locker room and threw my coat into my gym locker. I watched as most of the girls dressed rapidly, Mr. N had a thing with coming into the room without knocking and so the girls dressed before he got in there. I, on the other hand, took my time. I had set up a mirror in the locker, I had a fondness of looking at myself, and I did so now while I was dressed only in my. The storm finally began toabate, and as I gradually overcame my terror I became aware of thesoftness of my mother's body as she held me, my face was against herbreast, and my body was pressed tightly against hers, and as shestroked my hair murmuring the usual platitudes, my penis grew hardand dug into her stomach.As my small penis became completely rigid it began to throb againsther in time with my pulse, making my mother aware of my arousal. Shedidn't move or say anything, and as my awareness.