" Aren't there a lot of girls at Notre Dame?" It's a men only college, no girls at all." I didn't know that. All men? Poor Kenny." No, I was just kidd...ng. I'm pretty sure there are at least as many women as men going there." Ha. It wouldn't matter if it was only a men's college. You'd be fucking some girl within a week anyway." A week? It will probably take me a week just to find all of my classes. There are thousands of people that go there. I just hope they sell maps of the campus." You. As always, those thoughts turned me on and by then I was fully erect. I’d occasionally stretch my back, further exposing my bulge to my mom’s attention.Of course, she eventually noticed. I could feel her attitude change as there was a lot of tension in the air. I was enjoying the moment thoroughly. My shaft was raging hard, pulsating under my tight pants. My mom just continued watching TV and barely moved at all. Then she decided to watch one of her favourite movies, Betty Blue. I’d never. I quickly said: Are you wearing a thong? At that moment I died a bit in myself! The inner me was like: What are you doing? This won't work and she will probably tell everyone about this!But I was drunk and horny and just wanted to try something.To my surprise she answered:Well I do wear thongs sometimes.I was acting stupid cause I saw here panties and said:No! I mean are you wearing thong now?She said:No, I had training before I came here so just regular pants.Me: Can I see them?She was a. ’ She was not too big and certainly not too small. Everyone who likes fat girls know there’s point where things become too big. For example, tits that hang way too low, or a monstrous hanging belly or an ass that resembles a sack of potatoes. These are all big turn offs in my book. Irish had none of these. But best of all Irish was a bigger sex addict than I was. She was a total fuckin’ nympho. Once while a party was going on at her place she tried to give me a hand job right in her kitchen!.