”Ever since I hit puberty, I’ve always had these strong urges revolving around sex.”She giggled. “Well yeah, you’re a guy. I’m pretty sure...all guys get ‘strong urges’ when they reach puberty.”“No, you don’t get it,” he said as he raised his voice. “This isn’t normal, it isn’t like being horny, it’s ... it’s worse.”“What do you mean worse.”“I mean ... violent.”He paused and looked at her.“I mean like rape fantasies. Deep, dark, sadistic rape fantasies ever since I was a teenager.”She mouthed the. " Come on girl I have to go and get a shower, come on you can have one with me." I said lifting her off, with my cock just limply slipping out of her drenched pussy and flopping onto my stomach.Even if she never said anything I think sharing the shower was also a new experience for her. She willingly soaped me, I think it was the mothering instinct coming out. Once all the soap was rinsed off I washed her and she giggled all the time as I washed her all over and when I was washing between her. I want her in the shower, up against a wall, on a desk, in a car, on a table…everywhere! I hated when I got this horny. Having a 10 inch pyramid in my pants…just bulging out of my shorts. Trying to fight the need to jerk off. I know? I’ll just take a cold shower. That usually works. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower and set it to as cold as it could go, and that’s when I saw it. It was on the bathroom counter near the sink; Britney’s lacey cheetah print panties. She was. ”“You can do better than all right if I teach you...” I took a deep breath, drawing my skirt up enough to flash my panties. This was it. The plunge. “If I teach you to please a girl. If you... if you know how to eat pussy, then you'll make her happy.”His jaw dropped. I stood there frozen, thinking this was a mistake. That I had misunderstood his looks. The naked desire I thought I witnessed in his eyes. I was embarrassing myself. Dr. Elliston was wrong and—“Mom,” he growled and then he was.