I pulled his face to me and kissed him deeply as his cock lost its stiffness and he pulled out of me.I slid down and took his cock in my mouth again. ... gave him the best head I was capable of and when he was erect again I mounted him and shoved myself down hard on him and moaned as his length drove up into me. I rode him like there was no tomorrow and of course there wouldn't be for him, but I was determined that he would never forget me. I pushed myself hard until I felt an orgasm coming on. We spent the afternoon chatting some more and then playing cards before Lili had to leave to get home for tea.At home that evening, I asked my mother about having dinner at Lili’s on Wednesday night and staying over with Col afterwards.“You’ve been away for two weeks, Will. It would be nice for you to spend some time at home.”“I’m home now – and you’ll have surgery tomorrow anyway.”My mother gave her head a dismissive shake. “All right, Will.”The following morning, I walked round to Col’s. "I want you to fuck my pussy now bitch" she said sending me into a frenzy. She grabbed the chair she was just sitting on and bent over. I undid her skirt snap and slowly unzipped it and it fell to the ground exposing her ass. It was wonderful and I came up behind her and shoved my tongue into her asshole. "Harder bitch, deeper, lick my asshole good and deep" Barbara moaned now with a very authoritarian voice. I shoved my tongue into her almost sealed asshole and it tasted so damn good. "Fuck my. I real boy would never dream ofliving in a girl's room. I liked the pink waste basket, and the pinkstapler. What on earth was I crying about? No clue. I was feeling kind ofdirty now. What had I done? I encouraged Jack in a relationship that Iwasn't interested in pursuing. I did that for my own sexual pleasure. Andnow, a real psychologist, who knows what she's talking about has given meassignments to explore this life I've gotten myself into. I can't blameMother for forcing me into it. I can't.