I dropped my pants and sat down and could see that I was again being watched so I pulled my cock up and stroked it up hard and the guy put his finger ...o the hole so I thought well why not give it a try so I stood up and guided my hard cock through the hole and felt a nice warm sensation as the guy put my cock in his warm mouth. I was in heaven, whoever was sucking my cock was doing a great job.. I felt my cum building up and started to panic, I thought should I tell him I am going to cum or. She just wanted me to be one too. After playing “Guess Whose Cock” and going home naked from my first college party, I not only admitted I was a slut but that I was a bigger slut than her. Before this week, I had only slept with two guys and given blow jobs to a couple more. Now I wasn’t even sure who or how many guys had fucked me and I had been fucked by girls too. After coming home that night from the party, I thought Ashley would let me be myself. I knew I would fuck more guys but I thought. And when you get to that point, when you’re truly in control, that’s when you grow stronger, that’s when you don’t have to live in fear anymore!’ I tried to process everything she’d been telling me, one question standing out, needing to be posed. ‘How?’ I said and looked at her. ‘It might sound silly, but the truth is really simple. If you think ‘I’m strong, I’m in control’, your mind is going to respond to that and you’re going to feel stronger and more in control. I’m sure you’ve heard of. " Mum, come on, snap out of it, what're you gaining by thinking like that?"I kissed the top of her head as she clung to me, still sobbing."If he's fucking her it only goes to show that he's got no taste, no taste at all." What?" she looked up at me through her tears."He's got no taste mum, he's gone off to drink brown ale and left champagne at home." Oh Jamie." she lifted her head up and kissed me, not on the cheek, or motherly like on the forehead, but on the lips and it wasn't a peck either.