My parents kept us on the straight and narrow. Her parents really tried very hard to stay away from us. Our biggest arguments came when Deb or I wante... to go to a party or a dance and my folks reminded us that we had a child to care for.We got married when we were fifteen. Our parents signed the forms and forced us to marry. I knew what my job as a husband was. My parents drilled into us that her job was to be a mom and a home manager. Mine was to learn how to support my family. We lived in the. His young prick stiff again by now, he faced her as if to ask what he was to do now. She asked what his best fantasy about women was, so with much embarrassment he haltingly began to say that he had just wanted to strip and enjoy a lady, his mum, her, any woman who would, he wanted to fondle her breasts, kiss her body, see what was different about women for real, not crappy magazines. She smiled took a stand at the bottom of her bed and said tonight she was his fantasy then; next time he. And I need my instrument for tomorrow. Adam’s mother: Ok, that’s fine.She drove us down to my house as I got out, I motioned for Adam to stay in the car. I opened the door to my house and sped upstairs, I ran into my room and grabbed a bag out of my closet pulling an assortment of wardrobe to wear at school, and clothes that I thought Adam would like to see me in. I shoved my hand into my underwear drawer and just like every kid out there, I had a good stash of porn items. I pulled out a dildo. “Yes, Mistress Kayla.”Kayla tickled his frenulum with darting swipes of her tongue, and then asked, “What do you want, my little lamb?”“I want to see you. To feel you. To please you, Mistress Kayla,” he answered.Another drop of pre-cum welled up when she tongued the head of his cock.“Remind him that he has to clean up his mess if he comes before you give him permission,” Mary whispered. “All tied up as he is, with five days of cum begging for release...”Kayla shivered at the thought of him.