.. whoever it is... that is affecting you so much. Sweetie I'm not trying to pry, but you're my son, my baby, and I love you so much. I just wanted to...know something about the... person... who you obviously are excited by."Robby gave a sigh of relief. She didn't actually THINK he was gay, but because he wouldn't name names she got off on the wrong track. Maybe he could salvage the situation after all."OK, look. It's just weird talking to my mother about why I have a hardon, OK? But it's NOT. No other word for it. Hair up, black pumps, tiny black g-string, and a lovely 'merry widow' type corset, the kind that comes up to the breasts. She looked directly at me. I should say that she's lovely, smart, physically in very good shape, early 30's and self confident. Definitely a chickie with a clue. So, she looked me in the eye for a bit. Now this is the first time we're getting together other than a bit of rope at PE in a playful way. I smile and walk over and give her a hug hello, and. Her face was expertly made up and understated, shewas a classical beauty. The skirt and top hugged her curves perfectlyfrom her wide hips to her bust. Except it was not a she, it was me. Ilooked like a sixteen year old girl on her way out to a party. I struck apose and my sister laughed. I threw her a nasty look and she shrugged."I don't mean to be nasty," she said, "I'm sorry I laughed. It's just youlook like me, the way I looked when I was your age. Tell you what, godownstairs and practice. When I’d booked before I’d asked for a woman.” Damien briefly broke off his hot body massage routine and thrust his tongue briefly but deeply into her vagina. Em squirmed hotly with pleasure and made more noise. “I can imagine you with a woman,” he said. “I’d like to watch you getting it like that.” He added, “Then I would like to fuck you both.” Em came. When she had finished, Damien said, “That’s your third. Now I can fuck you, but it would be nice if you told me another of your little.