"Does it matter? You're going to do whatever I tell you to anyway, right?"She had me there. I was her whore now, just waiting to hear my next command....e left my apartment – camera in hand – and took the Metro to Dupont Circle, a well-known "gay" area of DC. Was Beth actually going to follow through with her dirty talk of having me fucked by a real cock?"I saw online that this area has some good sex toy shops," she explained. "I want to take you in one, let everyone watch us shop for a new strap. 'Don't be too noisy' she whispered, 'the k**s are asleep upstairs, but they don't usually disturb once they are asleep, now take off your jackets and make yourself comfortable, I have some Vodka if you like'!! We nodded dumbly and she brought in 4 glasses and a bottle of Smirnoff with some lemonade. We opened the bottle and poured some from each bottle into our glasses!!'I'm just going to slip into something more comfortable' she smiled, then disappeared upstairs.Again, we were unsure what to. I figured I cant use the flat tire excuse anymore. I just drove across the street and to the far corner next to a trailer. he was there already and he was off his bike. I backed in and he jumped in the car. he had his shorts off and wasn't wearing any underwear. He removed his shirt and slid off his shoes. he threw one leg over the back of the seat and began stroking his cock before I knew what was happening. His cock was simply gorgeous. It was skinny but long. it looked to be about 7 or 7 1/2. Things changed the day I happen to see my mom nude sleeping on bed with her legs wide spread eyes closed and fingering her pussy that scene changed me totally and I started thinking about mom as a sexual object and as days passed mom became my most favorite women in world and I always wanted to fuck her hard but as she was my mom I dint have enough guts to move ahead but I never missed chance to see her nude or while changing clothes or brushing her boobs or hugging her more often to feel her.