” When I asked to go with him to his study, he knew I was serious, real serious.“Should I sit in?” Mom asked.“Naw, Mom, thanks. This is more g...y stuff,” I told her. I mean, how can you tell your mom that a good friend was gay and wanted to do you or something?Mom nodded and Dad led me into his study, a guest bedroom that had been turned into a book lined office of sorts. Dad often worked there instead of going to work in his downtown office. “Okay now, Sport, what’s the earth shattering. Well, humiliation isn`t just a daughter game. It`s a mom game as well. Many of you guys like when I talk about my mom. I do too. I love her so much; Her and her body. I can spend hours on her; literally on her. Licking and eating her out. Her big tits, her sensual mouth, her smooth ass and the best pussy ever. Just by writing about her, I get horny. And it doesn`t help that my hand is on my bare pussy. And yeah, for those who are still wondering, I do write my stories at home, which means that. Less food, all the chores and slept in a dusty broom closet. No family wanted to adopt you due to your age of 13, to old for adoption (shit rule) and to young to move out; you had to work and gain money the hard way.You did jobs around the neighbourhood and gained money which was later stolen by some street kids that jumped you. You tried newspaper routes but got your bike stolen by a crackhead.You grew older but not naive, these experiences helped and moulded you into a intelligent and strong. I start scrolling through her pictures looking for nudes. Her pictures were all beautiful my cock was hard and I started stroking. All of a sudden I got a instant message. It’s her and she starts chatting me up. Hey baby check out my likes and let me know if your interested. She writes I start looking at her likes. My cock grows so hard. I look down to see her in the pool looking up at me. Luckily my cock she can’t see. She yells up. Come swim with me!Ok give me a minute I smiled I searched her.