My hands rounded up to my nipples, still hard from the attention I gave them earlier, I began to roll my nipples between my fingers as I massaged my l...rge breasts. My body was covered in tingles I wanted to cum for him so badly. I smiled softly as I slide my hand out of my shirt and over the little vibrator. I’ve used it so often I can hold it and turn it on with one hand. Soon enough came the very familiar buzzing, then his voice in my head, ‘You want this so badly don’t you?’ My heart skipped. Once naked, I imagined photographing her and posting her naked photos online. I imagined showing all of my horny friends the naked photos of my mother. Then, once done staring at her and photographing her, I imagined touching and feeling her everywhere on the pretense of putting on her nightgown. Still not stopping there, I imagined sticking my erect cock in her sleeping hand and humping her soft, warm hand to give me a forced hand job. I imagined slowly sliding my stiff prick across my. He ordered that for her and a chicken sandwich for himself and chicken soup for both. Their conversation was sparse but neither found that unnerving. In fact dinner with company was very pleasant for both . When dinner was over they separated at the sidewalk with just smiles for each other. ‘Terminally cute, borderline gorgeous, smart’ he thought then did his best to erase that from his mind. ‘What a handsome, gentle man’ she thought and then tried to bury that thought. On Monday he found a. I still need to work on human figures, though.” I showed him the study of Kevin I was working on.“Think you could draw a picture of me?”“I can draw it today if you have time. It’d be good practice.”“Ok, right after the other thing.”When we got to Benjie’s house, his sister wasn’t home, but Benjie led me to his bedroom anyway. He asked me to bend over on the bed, facing away from him.“I want to pretend I’m fucking a girl,” he explained.“Sure thing.” I was actually a little miffed that he didn’t.