Ohhhhuuuoo hm ammmm….. What aa feel, that I didn’t get from masturbation. She continued, after sometime felt a big thing came out my vagina. That ...as the final stage, I got Orgasm. I return back from her. And kissed to her face for getting such a beautiful time. I was relaxed sometimes. And she motivated me to do the same to her. I agreed. Before fisting I kissed her mouth, a wonderful French kiss.And put the bringer, the same bringer used to me. My pussy juices rounded its surface. I sucked. Are you going to tell me what you’ve done so far?”He sighs. “I guess I need to.” He grips my hand. “Given how sex positive my mom is, I feel silly, but I haven’t done much. We fumbled around a bit. Got naked, touched each other. I’ve had sex once; it was kind of okay.”Poor kid. He must be really nervous; that came out like it was he and his mom fumbling around, and he didn’t even notice. I know from our last dinner that he means his dates in the immortal world.I squeeze back. “See, now you’ve. "Some are about really way out kinky things from my fantasies which I hope to keep there, but others are about different women I've hooked up with and some of the things we've done."She paused as if letting this sink in. "Would you write a story about me? For me. Georgia's Story." Her hand moved higher. It was almost touching my cock now. So close, I could feel the warmth from her fingers. She had obviously done this before. "I think I would like that." Why?" Why do you write?" she asked. "I. I never judged them for that or thought less of them as friends. They told me that Roger and I were going to become lovers too when he got a little older, but I didn't believe them at the time. When it did happen, I decided to start this journal. My girlfriends thought that writing about the love affairs between mothers and sons was a great idea and asked me if I would include their stories as wellRoger and I had always been very close. We were best friends, confidants, sharing our most.