She was still wearing a t-shirt and loose pyjama bottoms.“Just brought you a mug of tea, Timmy. I wasn’t sure how long you wanted to sleep in?”A... she stood up and went to leave I replied, “Please call me Tim, it sounds as though I’m still about nine years old.”Amy chuckled, “Ok… TIM!… I can see you’ve grown up!” I could see her smirking as she turned to leave, with me realising that I was lying there, with the duvet thrown off me, and an early morning erection holding the fabric of my boxers up. Unfortunately the women were required to wear skirts. Well I would just have to make sure I wasn't flashing everyone. I was in Cory's office putting away a few books back on the shelf when I dropped one. I bent over not thinking about me being in my skirt and picked it up flashing towards the closed door. Well I thought it was closed. "Sara!" Cory yelled. I dropped the book that I had just picked up, and turned around. My face was bright red. "Yes Cory?" I said trying to sound like I didn't. “You really love me?”“Madre de Diosa, yes. Even if you can be a pendeja.”She smiled. “I tried to tell you, but I could never say it. I was always afraid you’d hate me.”“I did hate you. Fucking all those girls...”She smiled. “I was just trying to make you jealous.”“Uh-huh.” I gave her a sly grin. “And it had nothing to do with getting your big dick wet in all their juicy twats, futa-puta.”She winked. “Think of it as practice for making love to you.”“Show me,” I moaned. “I want everyone to watch. "Fuck. Oh, God, that pussy is sooo fucking good, mom." Didn't realize I said, "Mom." I laid there and we kissed deeply as my cock went soft in her satin pussy and my cum leaked out onto the sheets. I never thought I’d get to cum inside her. I licked her nipples and kneaded her breasts. "Why did you call me mom? Some game? Roleplay?" "No," I said, looking into her eyes. "It's me, mom. It's Alex." "What? C'mon." "No, it's me." She focused on my eyes and said, "Damn, it's you." She sobbed. I told.