“My turn!” she said suddenly, getting up from the bed. I removed my tee shirt, slipped my shorts and boxers down in one, and laid back on the bed....I could feel wetness underneath me on the sheets. I stared up at Kelly as she climbed on top of me, tits dangling, and pussy glistening. I tried to control myself to prevent climaxing already. She kissed me again, but wasted no time getting down to my rock hard cock. She rubbed it with her hands and then suddenly took it in her mouth. It was like. .. what?!" I don't KNOW, Mom! I didn't MEAN to! I just woke, and here it was! Like THIS!" David, it's..." she swallowed hard "... it's ENORMOUS!" I know, Mom. But I can't help it!." Does it... hurt?" No... no, 'hurt' isn't the word for it."Lydia got a concerned look. "What IS the word for it, then, David?" I-- it-- look, I can't tell you." David, you can tell me anything. I'm your mother." No, I-- I can't!" David! This is not normal. Now, please, tell me what you're feeling so we can try to. ‘Hey, what’s going on?’ He sat up and rubbed the sleep from his tired eyes. ‘I just wanted to ask if I could come talk to you. Or we can meet somewhere, if you want. Just to talk.’ ‘I guess you could just come here, but would you bring donuts or something, I need sugar.’ She laughed. ‘Sure, chocolate with sprinkles?’ ‘Why not.’ He shrugged. Fifteen minutes later, Linden walked in with a plain bakery bag held out in front of her. She had indeed brought him two chocolate frosted donuts with. The teeth marks were left on her boobs. Her one hand glided to her pajama and she was trying to reach her crotch.“I guess your cunt is ready to be ripped bitch.”I pulled her pajama off and gazed at her. She was now standing in a train washroom in nothing but a dripping wet black pantie. Her boobs were all red, wet, and sticky. Her body was sweaty and her hair was all over her face like a nasty fucked whore. She had teary eyes due to the bites and slaps.I pulled down her pants and started.