I felt my cock was about to explode .I wanted more of mom. I got greedy and turn on the lights and took her panties off. Mom was complitiy naked. I to...k my pants off began slapping my cock over every inch on moms body. It felt amazing,I could feel my pre cum coming out, specially when I was slapping my cock on her face and rubbing my cock on her lips. I wanted more of mom,so I stop teasing my cock,i didnt want to cum right away.I then began touching moms sexy semi hairy bush and pussy lips,I. ” All above my waist those blows rained on me tits, tender nipples chest, back belly oh it was fantastic, I began to sob, I couldn’t help myself, then I began to scream, oh it was fantastic, my orgasm began, oh, oh, it was fantastic a huge rolling cum, enhanced by my now stinging skin and my lack of air.He removed the ligature round my neck which was a relief so I begged him to take me again, he pulled me up and threw me onto the table face down, I thought he would take me from the back doggy. It took me a couple of days to process what he had told me. He was in fact, correct. In my heart, I had killed God. Nobody is home or on the throne.It’s a liberating, yet lonely thought. All my life, I have been told of a loving Father which is an image I clung to as I never had one. The Christian faith is burned deep into my soul/mind and even though I have no “faith” I still find comfort in it’s familiarity. I’m also Heathen and find comfort in the sagas of my ancestors and the images of. " The Dog Pound (named after the school mascot) had a reputation as one of the dirtiest bars in town. It was where all the undergrads went to hook-up with each other. I never went myself, but even back when I was a freshman, I used to hear frat-guys talk about 'pounding sluts at the pound.' "Thanks, Billy," Mel said. "We owe you so so much." "Okay, just sit tight," I said. "I'll be there in about twenty minutes or so." "Okay, see you in twenty minutes. Thanks Bill." Before she hung up I heard.