You will still clean me and see my tits and ass.”And you will still work me off?”“Of course I will and you will still eat Martin’s cum on ever... meal. And you will still strip naked when you come home.”“Okay babe, I can live with that.”“Trevor, please stop calling me babe, my name is Jen. I am not your babe, I am Martin’s wife.”“Okay Jen, I’m sorry.”“Whose wife am I?”“Martin’s, you are Martin’s wife. I am just the cuck.”“Exactly, now remember that!”I shot my load in her hand at that moment and. It was an incredible feeling, knowing I was about to cum inmy mother's cunt. I cunt I had dreamed about fucking since I was a kid. Having a fantasy like this come true is just an incredible experience. I breathed heavy and mom knew I was going to cum. I could have meltedwhen she said to me, "C'mon, baby. Cum inside mommy, Ahmad. Cum for yourmommy, baby." That was all I needed. "Oooooooh, Mommy!" I yelled. I feltlike a little boy as I came inside of her. It was the most satisfyingorgasm. He smiled and unzipped his cock standing in front of my work bench, and he got hard almost immediately, It looked even bigger than I remembered, and I could not take my eyes off of it. He was slowly stroking himself and it occurred to me the shop door was unlocked and if things got going we would be in plain sight if anyone walked in. So, my shop has a bathroom and I suggested we use it. At least no one could catch us doing anything, even though it might be weird for two guys to be in the. He didn’t even ask. Once he’d had his pleasures he’d lose interest in me for a bit. I suppose I’d had enough. I do a lot of supposing these days! So I finished with him, as I said. Clean break: no regrets. And no harm done either. But I did mope around at home a lot like someone looking for something they’d lost or wanting something to do. I drove my mother mad, I suspect, but she was pretty supportive and jollied me along keeping me occupied when I wasn’t at college over the Easter holiday.