“Oh god, I didn’t! Did you use a condom son?” asked my mom with a shivering voice.“I’m sorry but I didn’t use a condom” I replied.“Don...��t tell me you cum inside me?” my mom asked.“I did, and twice” I answered.“How could you do that to me? I could get pregnant from you. And how could you fuck me, I am your mother” said my mom with an angry voice.“But you demanded me to fuck you” I quickly replied.“I thought I was making love to your father” my mom said as she is getting up from bed naked to get. He won't tell. It was his staring up her dress that got her all hot and bothered. We're a team." Well, I guess you're pretty safe, come to think of it. Most everyone's asleep, and the crew is cool." "Great."I was stunned when the stewardess said, "You know, he'd probably like to see her tits. Let's take the dress off." I like your style. I'm Marge; I can see you're Pam." Marge offered Pam her sopping wet right hand, and the two lesbians shook hands over my face. After the hand shake, both. .okay" I mumble, as I stare at the ground feeling ashamed. "None of this is your fault. All boys are socially programmed to be pre-occupied with their penises. You're taught that the size determines how much of a man you are, that having a small one is humiliating. Isn't that right?" He put a hand gently on my shoulder and pointed down to my little package with his eyes. "You've always felt ashamed of your tiny pecker haven't you, boy?" He asked rhetorically. I nodded sadly. "Well from now on. He was older than us, very handsome and charming and Isaw that my wife really fancied him. She openly flirted with himas we had a drink at the bar. After a very few words of greeting,when we’d first met him, they completely ignored me. We went upstairs and in the lift she cuddled up againsthim. I was trembling with jealousy but meekly kept quiet andwatched Helena rubbing herself against him like a bitch in heat. Once inside the room, my wife, still openly ignoring mypresence, was all over.