I whisperedMe: Let me take care of you.Mum: No, it’s wrong, we should not.As I let my fingers play the piano, her moans in her voice said otherwise....e: Don’t you want me to take care of you? Don’t you also want to feel good like when dad used to make you feel special?She slowly let go of my hand, I let my fingers pleasure her. During this time, my cock was ready for some hardcore workout. Mum was already stroking it as I parted my lips from hers, kissing her chest onto her breasts.I was biting. 'Hey Sabi. I missed you. Did you get taller?' I chuckle.'Yup, I worked out to become taller. It actually works.' she responds sarcastically 'You have to find something new to say when you come back.''Yeah, well, jetlag will do that to you. Where is the rest of our tribe?' 'Mom ist taking a shower, Jessica ist with her new boyfriend, the second this month.' Sabrina rolls her eyes.'Well, yout little sister is very popular.''Oh, popular she ist. No doubt. How was the trip?' 'You know, old men,. She would use thismocking tone and say something like "Baby needs his Mommy." Being treatedlike a child was getting into my psyche and started showing up in mydreams. One night I dreamed that I was spending the night at my mother'shouse and she was angry at me. She ordered me to completely undress infront of her and I did what she said. She made me lay nude face down onthe bed and she started spanking my bare butt very hard, and as shespanked me my small penis was pressing helplessly against. That night I couldn't sleep thinking about it, my heart pounded and I was in turmoil.The next day at work we glanced at each other nervously but managed a half smile. He asked if I still wanted a lift up the lane and nervously I said yes. He stopped up the lane, turned to me, apologised again but when he drew close to kiss me I melted in his arms. He kissed me, touched my tits under my blouse and I trembled with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. Soon his hands were on my nipples and I felt.