Mom was lazily rubbing her cunt and occasionally dipped a finger deep inside. “Mom, you are such a complete slut. I love you so much and I love how ...ou can just sit there and play with yourself like that.”She gave a lazy smile. “I feel as though I’ve just been born baby. All those years putting up with mediocre sex, or no sex at all, I’m just kicking myself for waiting so long. We could have been fucking for years! It looks like you’ve got another hot little cum-bucket in your stable. Are you. When he tossed his knapsack onto the rack and hung his jacket was when I noticed his shoulder patch, the red star with the two eagle’s wings! Army Air Corps, just like my father!I wanted to point out our connection, that if he went to England, my father would find the best weather for him to bomb in. Mother didn’t like me talking to strangers, though, so I’d have to wait till she went to the bathroom. Bathrooms on a train just go on the track.With the soldier was a girl, maybe 20 or 30, blonder. Man, I would certainly be crying my ass off if I could not get hard ever again.“Pastor, you will still feel all the same sexual desires and needs you have always felt. You just won’t be able to get a hard-on or ejaculate.”I tore my eyes off the pastor. He was just too pitiful to watch any longer. I looked to his wife and his daughter. Both women were smiling at the pastor.I looked down to see Mom’s reaction. She was looking at the pastor stoney faced. Looking down the way I was, I also had a. " About five minutes later he let me stop sucking on his soft cock. He got dressed and left. I went to my room. I was hurting and sore and mad at him and my mom. She was still passed out on the couch. The next morning Mom was still on the couch when I came into the living room, sore and mad and having trouble walking. I grabbed her and shook her hard. When she came to I screamed at her. "You fucking slut. Your son of a bitch boy friend raped me last night because you passed out and he.