I don’t think that most of my friends will be my friends. I may lose my job… I’ve reached the point that I no longer care. Live without my dream... deny myself the one thing I want – or do it and accept the consequences.”What would her boys think of her upcoming activities? “I think that they would probably spit on me. They love me, but I don’t think they would like to know their mother does this.”Tell us, just to be clear, who you are, and what you want to do.“My name is Bismah Yousef, and I. After the twentieth blow landed the matriarch walked around in front of Iliafray before resuming with dozen hard strokes across her midriff leaving welts and blood oozing from a couple of cuts, the next half dozen although gentler landed across the sensitive skin of Iliafray’s breasts and nipples drawing some louder screams apparently pleasing to the matriarch’s ears, the final 2 blows where carefully placed indeed landing across Iliafray’s cunt , the last managing to hit her clit drawing a. This made her really hot. She got real close to my cock and dripped her warm spit on my cock. I used it as a lube and jerk off really hard. We got real close to each other and I wanted to fuck her soooooo bad. She started saying that she can't believe she's doing this but then she started talking dirty. I made sure I made it last for at least 15 to 20 minutes. I believe she came two or three times. I knew my load was going to be big. I knew I was close enough to her and I said to myself. I could not believe how soft her tits were. They hung halfway to her belly button. She had long nipples too and I pulled on them as if I were milking a cow.I offered to help her with the dishes but she told me to go up to my room and play with my computer. I would rather play with her, but I went up anyway.I was looking at Internet porn and stroking my cock when Mom knocked on my door and entered.She smiled and said, “Your father is going to be busy for a while. A football game just started..