It literally startled me, I was so wrapped up in my new found knowledge. I half laughed at myself as Wendy was driving, I thought I was alone. "... was thinking about what Sabrina had said," I replied absent mindedly, "and about Jody." "What hold has this k** got on you?" Wendy asked slightly shrill, "It's more than a nice body and a big cock." "I don't know, really. I just know we were meant to be together. I'm meant to master his life, and he belongs to me." Wendy just shook. His energy was quickly drained and he passed out on his bed. Unfortunately he had a difficult time staying asleep, this was due to the many cuts on his back. He spent most of the night trying to fall back to sleep after being awoken by a sharp pain from rolling on to his back. After his long painful night he woke early enough to see the sun peaking over the horizon, it too seemed to have not had a great night, the way the sun crept lazily into the sky mirrored his own feelings of exhaustion.. I was too enthralled by them that I didn’t notice that she put her hand in the water and reach for my hard cock. There was nothing unusual about this. Normally she’d take a soapy washcloth and lightly scrub it. This time it was different, there was no washcloth; just her hand. She clutched it, and started stroking.I was freaking out. Moms weren’t supposed to do things like this. How could I do that to my mom? Especially when what she was doing was the exact opposite of a bad touch. It felt. I've been 18, too." Then, under his breath: "Believe it or not."We stood there for a few minutes. I was more stunned than anything, not wanting Gerald to see my hard-on that continued to rage, as though it was incapable of taking the cue. Did he know I came to the forest myself and why I wasn't wearing underwear? How could he? When would we just leave? I was almost shaking. Gerald walked over."Brian," he said gently, "Now I'm just joshing with you. We can go, or we can wait here for a while..