Of redefining sex, and his sexuality. Of making him desire things that he never thought he would find arousing.This occurred to him as he sucked the f...lth off the fat, discolored, putrid, calloused soles of an unattractive, middle-aged woman in exchange for her letting him do so. Months ago, she would have repulsed him sexually, and a glance at her feet in this state would have left him indifferent or disgusted.Now, having his face as close to them as possible was the driving focus of his. ”“Yeah. Nine months of having a little parasite attached to my tits kind of hampered my social life.”“How’s he doing?”“Weaned. Grandma is almost happy that she’ll be fulltime caretaker now.”I looked into Francie’s eyes and saw tears waiting to fall.“Francie?”“I’m going into Service tomorrow!” she burst out sobbing. “I tried not to get too attached to him but now I have to leave and he won’t even know me when I get back.”“Damn them! You’d think they’d have a few common sense rules about mothers. I took off her underwear slowly, and once they off, I tossed them. I calmly aligned the head with her pussy, and placed my hands on her butt cheeks.I couldn't push it in just yet, so Whitney glanced at me again. "Fuck me if you're gonna fuck me, Spencer." I love you, Whitney," I proclaimed, pushing it in there. "Yes, I love you, I love you, and I love you some more." Don't forget Morgan, woman," she added, before looking at Morgan. "Does that sound better?" Yes, Mom," she responded as I noticed. After spitting on his cockhead about 10 times, and switching from my left hand to the right, I kind of paused. He was right…it DID take him forever to get off! Once I paused, he apologized, and said that if my hands were tired, I should stop, and that it was no big deal…he would get off later or the next day. I told him that my hands were indeed tired, but I knew his balls would hurt even more is he didnt cum soon. So, I finaly just spoke up and told him that I would suck his dick if he.