I moaned against Jordan’s lips and they opened, allowing me to penetrate her mouth with my tongue while I hesitantly thrust my hips forward, driving...myself further past Danielle’s eager lips.I lost what little control I had. With one hand, I pulled Jordan to my side, reveling in the feel of her huge, soft breasts pressing into me and her hands slipping around my shoulders to hold me to her as well. With my other hand, I stroked Danielle’s red locks and pulled her onto me, forcing her to open up. I didn’t want to at first but after it quit hurting and I started feeling better, I started to like it. After that night he and I fucked a few more times then I sort of turned into a cum slut, I was free love advocate, I screwed anybody that could get a hard-on for me. I had a reputation as easy in school but I didn’t care, I was having fun.” I sat silent and listened, still stunned at my mother’s revelations, she had been shocking me regularly since I came home. “Give me that.” She reached for. ”This was a big step down from being encouraged to fuck her, but a big step up from where we’d been. I pulled off my clothes and sat opposite her on the sofa.She was almost shy at first. She sat with both feet on the floor, legs together, and cautiously rubbed a breast. I, on the other hand, a man of some practice, sat with both legs out toward her on the sofa and my hand on my cock.Mom knew where we were headed and slowly put both feet up on the sofa, knees raised but together. Slowly, ever so. "Not your fault. That wasn't even the worst part. One week ago, Caroline broke up with me. Because of the article she was getting hounded by paparazzi, and her bosses at Vogue told her she needed to keep a low profile for a while until everything blew over. It's not like there aren't a TON of homosexual people in the fashion industry, but for some reason, people decided to make a big deal out of me having a girlfriend. And it was just too much for her to take." Adrienne..." My palm was still on.