"Sad that it took this long to be able to do this, maybe."That made no sense. She'd been doing this for years. Maybe not with the frequency we had now... but it had been happening since she was sixteen.It was that very night, in fact, that I found out what was, indeed wrong. I had been slowly riding her, going in deep and then rubbing my loins in circles as she moaned her way through orgasms, when she suddenly wrapped her arms and legs around me and growled, "Fuck me, Tut. Cum hard in me, baby. I. With a grimace, I unloaded into this creature and she let forth a shocked gasp from the sensation of my cock pumping my cum into her pussy. Her mouth parted in what I could only guess was in surprise but she kept grinding on me while I whined in utter embarrassment and covered my face with my hands.With every twitch of my cock, her walls clamped down around me and fuck the groans I made when she milked me in such a way only enhanced my humiliation. Then she I heard her giggle in this low sultry. Nichols office. I pulled into her parking lot andstared at the building. I almost wanted to leave, but I had come toofar. There was no going back. For the next week, I would be followingin my mother's footsteps.I exited the car and walked hesitantly towards the office. I strolledaround to the front door of the office and moved towards it. I staredinto the office through windows that framed the door. It was a normalscene. I saw two women working behind the desk. I hesitated before Iopened the. "I was thinking more along the lines of its use in breeding," said the mistress, whose voice had taken on a husky tenor."No, Missus!" gasped the boy."What a shame," sighed Penelope. "It was surely made for that, my boy. You'll make some woman very happy some day."Perhaps it was the fact that this circumstance was completely outside any possibility of previous contemplation on the part of the young man. Perhaps he responded to the stroking of his ego, as any man will. Whatever the case, his.