‘I love you too,’ she said with her usual mom’s love. I want her to remain my mom even if she becomes my love.I hung on to mom whenever we were ...lone. I would just be around her, touch her from behind and so on.I continued stealing magazines to masturbate with the help of them. I would get more aroused with mom’s feel on my body, her smell provoking my olfactory tissue.One day when I went to the kitchen to have a feel of her back, she turned to me suddenly and said, ‘You naughty, you still read. So, instead of the usual 20 minutes, I felt his dick swelling up, and he started fuckin me harder, so i knew he was gonna cum.He grabbed my waist, pushed me deeper into the bed, as he said, "Open up baby, I'm cumin in your ass!" Fuck me nig, bust that shit all up in me! Make me feel that nutt hitting up in me!" was my reply.His NORMAL routine was to keep fucking as he busted inside me, and on his final push, he would always push up in me as deep as he could. Then he would stay inside me, pull. The families returned home, but Dan had plans he wanted to put into action and asked Jake and Tim to join him for an important conversation at the Coffee Cup.“How is training camp going, Jake?” Dan asked of his son’s closest friend.“It sure takes a lot of effort. The coaches have Brad and me competing against each other.”“You’ll do just fine, I’ve been watching you, and I’m impressed with your hockey skills and very proud of you.”“Thank you, Mr. Hayward. I appreciate all the help you’re giving. Sensei Tom liked to pretend he was hard on us, that one day he might actually take out someone’s knee to punish a weak stance, but I couldn’t imagine a more gentle-hearted, giving person. Of course, I would not want to be the idiot that tried to mug him on a dark street . . . As usual, Sensei began one of his long, instructive anecdotes as we sweated and fought to maintain perfect stances. ‘I had a brown belt one time – did NOT want to practice his cat stance,’ he said as he stepped neatly.