When they ask about Jeremy I say that I'm fullyin favour of such boys being locked away and glad that he's out of ourhair. They nod sanctimoniously an... agree. It's surprising how cruel theso-called middle class intellectuals can be. The assault was little morethan boyish curiosity, all he did was lift the girl's skirt for a darebut her parents blew it up out of all proportion. He was a wild thingthough so perhaps it's for the best." Are you keeping Jemima entire?" asked Auntie Bev."Yes. She. It was the night before I had to go to the MEPS station (Military Enlistment Processing Station). There were a group of people just like me standing around, they were entering the military as well, but some of them were enlisting in the Marine Corps, Navy, Air Force and not Just Army like I was. Then we were finally told who our roommates were. Mine was about a few inches taller than me with a short military hair cut and thin glasses. I could definitely tell she was still a female though.. ..FUCK YOUR MUMMY HARDER...OH, THE PERVERSION...MY OWN SON IS FUCKING ME...IT FEELS SO fucking GOOD...BABY..." The loud jazz music drowns out their moaning and the creaking of the bed. He moves up and down into his mother, while her hips grinds strongly up into him, matching him in tempo and power. He feels how his huge swollen dick goes deeper and deeper into the soft, warm folds of her secret place. He feels his cock-head bumping against the opening of his own mother's womb. He is fucking the. He spent several minutes gazing at her. It had been far too long since he had last spent time admiring her. He would be a fool to lose her, he realised. Deep inside he knew he had to stop gambling and womanising or he would lose her. Despite all he had done he knew he couldn't live without her.Carefully, so as not to wake her, he slid out of bed. He still had on the corset from the previous night. As he removed it he remembered how much fun he'd had in drag the night before. Where had Alison.