The reality was that she hated the thought of it and hated herself for having tried it.She had been wrong in thinking that giving a hand job was not a... degrading as wiping an ass of an incontinent person. No one was judging her. No was treating her like a piece of meat. No one at the massage parlor had actually treated her like that except for her. She had always disdained women who did that feeling like they were ruining a profession that helped people. She put on her bathrobe and left the. I would watch him eat and read and I would imagine walking over to him, reaching down and taking hold of the bulge beneath his zipper. The more I fantasized about him, the more I wanted him and the more daring my fantasies became. I imagined him fucking me hard from behind, his tie brushing across my nude backside with each hard thrust. I imagined playing with my wet pussy, my fingers dipping in and out while he watched me. I imagined him spurting his hot cum all over my face and in my hair. I. We had a full weekend of naked fun planned, so we hurriedly dressed and departed.As I pulled into the lot of our favorite Sushi restaurant, Beth gave a squeal and kissed my face all over. We were seated, had our BYOB bottle of wine opened, and ordered our favorite sushi rolls. The wait staff all knew us well, and we always ordered the same: Manhattan Monkey, Boston Lobster, and Fatty Tuna Roll. I can’t say the same for the tuna and lobster, but no monkeys were harmed in the making of this. ...well, uh....sleep. The pain became unbearable. And I...um...Well, I'm sorry mom!"But instead of being mad, my mother was very comforting: "It's okay, sweetie. You're just going through puberty, that's all. Now, you go and get ready for school, while I make us some breakfast." I was so relieved that my mother wasn't mad at me, for accidentally cumming on her face. After I got cleaned up and ready for school, I went to the kitchen to join my mother for breakfast: "Gee, breakfast smells great,.