Finally, after months of Mom pushing me to enjoy life again, I stood my ground and challenged her."Mom, you're so worried about my happiness, what abo...t yours? Why don't you go out and enjoy life, yourself?" I demanded.I think I shocked her with that comment, because she fired back with how she was too old to enjoy life.My mother is only twenty years my senior, which I wouldn't consider old by any means. I knew I wanted to help her out for all she's done for me, and decided to get her involved. “Pain with the pleasure,” Heddy said and thrust herself once again up against me.I’m straighter than an iron rod, but at that point I didn’t really care if someone was trying to pound my pooper. All I could think of was finishing things with Heddy. And as strange as it sounds, after a few more thrusts, the buggering started to feel pretty good. I mean it hurt, but it hurt in a really good way.Then I came. Boy did I cum. I felt like I was pumping a gallon of cum into Heddy while she screamed and. Ironically, I was only a few months away from being a part of the Board myself. I think the best way to describe it would be “collateral damage”, right?”“That’s a good way of putting it, I suppose. You had worked there for a long time, I noted.”“Yeah, it was my first job after getting my Master’s-”“-at Howard.”“Yes, at the Illustrious Howard University.”“You’re too damn old to be adding adjectives to your school.”“Not too damn old to be lighthearted, Nina.”She lets out a small smile. The waiter. Otherwise, our parents would be wondering where we were, and that was not a good idea if we wanted to keep our fuck dates.Sarah suggested that I take a shower before going home. At the moment, I smelled like a whore house, and my mother was sure to notice. That was an excellent idea, and I showered before getting dressed. We dropped off Ann at her home and got to our home in plenty of time for supper. I was especially happy to make it because Mrs. Archer had done an outstanding job with her.