It felt really good, but I had an Eiffel Tower stuck in my pants, so I quickly said, "Haha! Tell me if you want another massage, Mom!" then I stormed ...o the bathroom. Even though I got blue balls, it was a pleasant experience. I got to touch my Mom and listened to her moans up close. The only times I heard her erotic moans before this, is when my parents were being a little too loud at bed during the night. Later that night, I was in my room and I happened to see my Mom going inside her room. I. I didn’t know how they actually planned on enforcing it, but I didn’t dare take the chance. Maybe because submission had become so innate to my relationship with my boyfriend. Even when I was attending a different college, Gabe would control my orgasms from afar, telling me when and how to cum.God how I craved that, relishing in having my limitless sexual interests clamped down only to be unleashed by a dominant partner. It made everything I imagined possible, shoving down the worries of what. When i got their my heart was pounding so hard i can feel it on my throat. first time i meet him he was very very nice personwe sit on his couch he had game on rocket vs laker when game was over i was his toy for few hours he took me in his bedroom kingsize bed and we kiss few times he got me out of my clothes quick and order me to undo his pants when i did and pull it down see his huge cock front of me scare the shit of me no joke but i was excited to his cock was hanging between his legs so. He didn't let her up a fraction as she struggled in vain to extricate herself from the pressure, her throat muscles working frantically to expel the intruder, moaning around his cock because even the gagging had begun to excite her... The top of his head suddenly exploded with the forcefulness of his orgasm and the hot white lightning bolts began streaking out of the back of his head and down his spine... He began ejaculating into the very back of her mouth with long, thick ropes of hot,.