Then, she told me to go to sleep as it was complete.The next morning, she was normal and we didn’t talk about it. The driver took us to sight seeing...and we were home by evening. This went on for a few days while my nightly tantric escapades with my mother continued unabated. Now, i started having fantasies about my mother.I used to imagine her as a mother taking care of me and then kissing me with the same mouth that had given me guidance. She had a body of ivory and her smile with her nicely. So I relaxed and enjoyed the touch of two complete strangers as they undressed me and roughly groped my body.It wasn't long before I was on my knees with a cock in my mouth. I got the distinct impression that even just seeing a girl my age naked with a cock in my mouth is a dream come true for these dirty old men.For a few seconds I wondered if they get excited by women their own age, or even just legal age. But in truth I don't really care. I'm having a ball! I like sucking cock and being. You were quite good at what ... um, we did together. I ached and hurt for a day or so, but nothing was damaged and in two days I was as good as new.” she said very matter of factly.“That’s good. That was my intent”“I know. Um, I mostly called to say thank you. I know that’s awkward for both of us, but I needed what you gave me. I needed it bad,” she finished.“Yeah, I know. Well it sounds strange, even to me, but ‘You’re welcome’ is the only response that comes to mind,” he replied.She laughed,. A bastard I certainly was not; big-headed, I certainly was. I confirmed this by comparing my head to my peers. Mine was larger, by several centimeters to a dozen, depending upon the boy measured. I didn't ask any girls, therefore my hasty research may possibly be flawed, not that I felt much concern for this omission.I didn't mind at all if my head were out of proportion with my body. I began learning to read at age four upon Father's knee. I learned music from my mother at an early age,.