I loved Jules, but maybe I only wanted to love her. Maybe I only wanted to love Molly."Maybe I should kill myself," I sighed, letting go of my dick. L...ve sucks.Molly. My first thought upon waking up."Good morning, sunshine." Mom smiled as I walked into the kitchen. "I'm scrambling some eggs." Hey, buddy." Dad smiled at me over his morning paper.They both seemed unusually chipper, although not too much. My parents had gone out the night before and I'd fallen asleep before they'd come home. I. I pull back her covers and roll them down to the foot of the bed. I then take her pillows and lay them on top of the covers. I go to her where she waits patiently by the vanity. Her laptop sits upon it and beside it is a pink vibrator. I smile at this as I remove her robe to expose her beautiful body and chosen outfit for tonight. “Your safe word is ‘red’. I want you to be vocal about your pleasure. OK?” I directed. She nods in agreement. “Good. You may undress me now. Enjoy yourself as you. We are putting a great deal of oxygen into our bodies that way and it makes us feel good and happy. I shall practice breathing every day.After lunch we were told to bathe and that the bath is down the hall. Following instructions I took a Turkish towel and a change of clothing. Imagine my surprise when the door to the baths opened onto a conservatory! It was so lush and tropical. There were palms and vines and orchids and the bath was a warm pool in the center. Several of the more advanced. Pretty soon I saw him get hard all over again, and instead of pushing it inside me, he twisted his mother around, and shoved her face first onto the mattress.'She gasped with the pain, and cried out from the shame, but he didn't give her a single inch. Instead he pushed his thing inside her like she was his wife, and I was the witness. Then he did the thing that men do to get the pleasure, and squirted all of what was supposed to be inside me, inside her, instead.'I thought that was surely the.