“I brought you guys donuts before I headed off to work. They’re on the table.”Michelle walked up to put both hands on either side of his face, f...rcing him to make eye contact. “What did I do to deserve such thoughtful children?”“You were probably a serial killer in a past life or something.” The taller, young man deadpanned.“And funny to boot.” She giggled and pressed her soft lips to his.“Mom…” He groaned.“Nope! I told you a million times that my kisses are non-negotiable.” Michelle closed her. I will go back to the beginning and explain how this happened.I was introduced to sex very young. I will not tell you how young because I don't want pity. I have gotten past all my demons so if you are not reading this for arousals purposes then don't read it. I remember being so young watching my mother having sex with men. I remember the first time I was turned on. My moms bedroom was off the living room. So if your on the couch watching TV and my mom opens her door she has to walk in front. I started slowly moving downwards from those boobs and started moving my tongue on her chest and place my tongue into her naval which gave her a real shocker and she was trembling at this experience. I move down further and get hold of the knot which is holding her lehenga, untied it and it fell at her feet. I move down a little further and kiss her over her panty at the spot. Now she was completely in a trance enjoying the whole experience and pulls my head towards her wet pussy. I pulled down. I was fucking floored to say the least and I asked herwhat the fuck she was talking about. She slowly lookedup at my face, smiled and said, “When I was in collegemy roommate made me her bitch and now I would like tobe yours”. I thought I had to hearing things, Iscreamed at her yesterday and today she wants to be mybitch so I asked her if she meant a bitch like thewomen convicts talk about. She shook her head yes while smiling at me so I askedher why me and she told me it was because I was.