At last I was having a chance to sleep with my Mother in her own bed. We closed the door and both of us laid down to sleep. But eventhough the lights ...ere switched off, I couldn’t sleep. Just next to me the woman was lying whom I was thinking of fucking all these months, my own Mother. I lay awake for some time with a hardened cock inside my pyjamas. Slowly I turned towards my Mother who was lying on her side, with her back towards me and as if in sleep, I embraced her by putting my right hand. Our last classes in May concentrated on preparing us for the National Board Exam. I knew how to take vital signs and prevent an infection from spreading, and I was really good at putting the square corners on the sheets of a bed. I could adjust flow rates for IV's, and I knew what type of drugs would ease pain. There was one thing I knew that was rather frightening and Nollie confessed to the same thought: the more we learned, the more we would need to know.We applied to take the test and our. She lifted his face up, and in her hand was the collar. It was blood red and embellished with silver C' s all around it, heavy and thick with a sliver ring attached to it. He knew what she wanted of him before she spoke. The smell of the fine leather and the deep warmth of her touch as she slipped the collar around his neck brought a life to him that he had never felt before, electrical impulses surged through his body. He had never felt so alive, his thoughts so clear, his urges never so. She was aamazed to take his length in her mouth without gagging even when going “deepthroat” as she,d seen in some of the naughty magazines friend Emma “borrowed” from her father. Meanwhile Tim had begun to groan “Oh Bertha Honey. Suck Me!” Encouraged even though he called her by her mother,s name Katie sucked harder and faster hoping for the opportunity to taste her father,s sperm for the first time. When Tim came He spurted much more than the young girl expected, excess shooting down her.