Mom simply moaned loud and screamed “I love you Michael, baby! Now fuck me like a rabbit!”. I listen to her advice, I started pushing in and pulli...g out with all the strength in my body. Sarah was right, her ass felt warmer and hundreds of times better than a pussy. Pulsating and tightening like fist getting ready for a fight. The feeling of mother's asshole was beyond believe. Part of that fantasy in Pigly Wigly came true. I was pushing my mom's body forward in the slippery mud because of my. I undid my denim mini skirt and let it fall to the floor. He approached me and held me close rubbing his hands over my breast and squeezing them hard. His fat gut was right in front of me. He sat down in one of the kitchen chairs and pulled me towards him, pulling my bra off. His mouth clasped my right nibble and his dribbled dripped onto my stomach. He pushed his hands down my panties and started to play with my clit before pushing his fat fingers inside me. It hurt, so I closed my eyes. My wife was in pleasure … we both were sweating hard . I fucked her for 30 minutes. Later I cummed inside her. she was tired . we went to sleepNext morning I got up I didn’t see my mom (wife).I was and aked , I came in hall but I didn’t c her. Later I heard her voice in the kitchen . As she saw me she said good morning. She was looking hot in the kitchen . I grabbed her from behind and started kissing her back. I pulled her petticoat and I started to fuck her in the morning . she was standing. ..but mom and my therapistreminded me I was a teen in body, if not in mind, and my body was goingthrough all the changes that come with those years. No, my breakdownwould be triggered by something else.Chapter 4: ScandalIt was all going well. Too well. I felt like I was adapting, but mytherapist was pushing me to widen my circle of friends and get moredeeply involved in school life. She suggested that I go out for sports.The idea appealed to me. I had never done that as a male; in college, Iwas.