As I’ve matured, there is always this sense that I might miss something if I let go of it too soon. Then, when it is finally gone, I wonder what the...consequences might be of wasting all that time with someone who wasn’t Mr. Right.“Well that’s not very many,” he comforted.I recoiled thinking to myself, “Of course that’s not too many,” but I didn’t vocalize it.He must have sensed my offense as he quickly tried to recover his assessment. “I worry about my old pattern,” his confession began. “See,. .. Ohhhhh, I'm coming! Really coming!"Joey was grunting in his efforts, his cock fucking swiftly now, almost in a frenzy. He stared down at his mother's naked ass, seeing her ass cheeks jiggle and writhe. Her cunt closed tightly about his throbbing prick, closing with rippling spasms that sent tremors of ecstasy through his young body.Sandy knew he was very close to coming. She also knew that he was making more noise than he should. Hoping Rob would not hear them before her son came off inside. I said..yes! ONE more big glass of wine, and my pussy will be ready for you. WOW!!! Again! Hit me with your best shot honey. She did leaning over and rubbing. She smelled delicious of wine.After we finished a fast glass, she guzzled hers, and told me in in no uncertain slurring terms..lets go.ON the way to her place, she leaned over with a bountiful cleavage showing me she wanted a man & nicely rubbing her mammaries into my side, NOW! She slithered & crawled out of the car, and leaned into. With hours to myself in the middle of the day, I also started to look for a job I could do from home, you know, legitimate money-making jobs.Freelance writing seemed a possibility, but I was worried since I’m most comfortable writing porn.From my grades in school, I knew I was a good story teller and technical writer, but writing porn is different than writing a biography about some unsung hero.I wrote a few streams of consciousness, pornographic one-page stories, and had Mom read them over,.