I had to stop. I was struggling to lower myself down on this massive erect penis. I only had about three inches in me, but it was stretching me too fa... and too fast.I looked at Harris and said, “I don’t know if I can do this. You're so big.”Harris reached up and took my right breast in his hand and caressed it, and said, “You can do this. Just work it slowly. Just relax and go slowly.”Harris remained motionless. I could feel each pulse of his penis as he lay there, on his back, allowing me to. He was 47 years old.My mother was a housewife 44 years old. Even though she is in her 40s she does strenuous work. So she maintained a great figure with fair skin. Ours was a middle-class family. Our house was far from the village. An isolated one except for a small house near 100 meters, surrounded by wasteland.My father was a typical middle-class man and a hard worker, who leaves to farm by 7 am and return only by 7.30 pm. He brought me up by telling not to get involved in any violence and. I went into the bathroom, and I took out the panties. I opened them up, and a note fell out in them: "put me on".I had never worn panties before. To me, that was kinky. I liked kinky, like when Becky told me to always drink my cum, I thought it was kinky, but I started drinking it. When I jerked off, I would shoot it in my hand and lick it off. I got used to my cum; in the past years, I must have drunk gallons; I look at it like recycling.Well, I took off my boxers and put her panties on. The. I was already feeling a little aroused at the thought, even though I had cum not long ago."Sounds great to me, mom," I said."Ok," she replied. "Get in the shower and turn the water on. I just need to take a pee myself. You can draw the curtain closed after you get in the bath."The moment mom said she wanted to use the toilet as well, I got excited for some reason. I felt like I wanted to watch her, like she had me."Can I watch you mom?" I asked.Mom looked at me for a moment as if thinking, and.