Mom hadn’t wanted to see me be so sad. She had said it was important I’d have at least one experience like this when I was still eighteen, and tha... was why her head was now bouncing. Her lips were soft, slippery and attentive, and the rhythm of her head was steady and constant. If only I could have forgotten it was mom who was on her knees there. I tried to think about Jennie and her pretty lips, but that wasn’t a good idea either. It felt more comforting to hold my hands on mother’s shoulders. You know I am very strong man I am not a gay. I can do sex to any woman and there are men also who are craving to satisfy me the way I want. I can fuck other men but I don’t want to be fucked by anyone else, but you. Please make me your slave. It will only enhance your masculinity.Moreover, you just check my body and if nothing happen to you while seeing me nude you please don’t do anything but if you feel something pleases give me the joy and I will give you the best joy of your life, because. "Okay," Tom said, trying to think his way out of this. "Not a bitch. She'snot one." Jeff turned back to watch the road. Tom quickly said, "But shedoes do this thing..." Jeff quickly glanced sideways, eyes narrowing.Tom knew he wasn't on the right track here. He crossed his fingers asif that would protect him somehow."The point is, she broke our original agreement," Jeff said, turning backto watch the road again. "We had an understanding that the idol wouldn'tbe used. We were going to just sell. Girls and guys would see him and holler, some complimentary and some teasing him about wearing a bikini. He didn’t care one bit. He was smoking hot and he got all the right attention.One day when I was grabbing my books I saw Tony near the sinks with an electric clipper. He was clipping his body hair and when he saw me he asked for a hand. He was shirtless and I could see his turquoise Speedo along the top of his tiny gym shorts. He asked me to help him get any hair on the back of his.