“But there’s still time, I won’t be going till next year. We will still have time together and probably we might find a way out, a solution wher... we both are happy.” I knew that I had made a mess and tried to fix the situation. It didn’t work.“I think we should end this right now itself.” Raj said this with a heavy voice. I couldn’t see his face as the sun had set and it was getting dark outside. He sat on the bike hinting me get on the back seat. While sitting I tried to cheer him up. It was painful for me, but my man at the time wanted it and I allowed him to have it. After that day I had vowed to never try anal sex again. Now, here I was at the mercy of my son, whose dick was much bigger than the only one that had ever penetrated me anally. I wanted to refuse him, with almost every fiber of my being, but two thoughts came to mind. On, that I had lost the bet and I needed to pay up. And two, this was my son and his pleasure was way more important to me than anything in. I went to go make me some breakfast, most likely an english muffin. I really wanted to watch Tyler finish, but If I wanted him to be completely comfortable with this, staring at him every time he jerks it might make it awkward. As my english muffin came out of the toaster, I heard the unmistakable sound of my teenage son moaning and beginning his orgasm. I sat down to eat, and about a minute later Tyler came into the kitchen, his jizz all over his stomach, chest, and hands. From the looks of. “Me …Oh erm, yeah well, good day?” I stuttered.Max laughed and his eyes twinkled. I could see that images of the girl burying her face in my pussy were flashing through his mind. “Well, fancy a dance?”“Yes please!” I said eagerly. My legs were stiff with a day of no movement. We walked towards the dance floor, hand in hand and started to dance. We were being quite silly having fun, and I didn’t take any notice of the girl who was dancing right next to us. Max bumped into her and turned quickly.