She was sweet and she was hot, and she was his beautiful, passionate mother--the best possible piece of ass in the entire world. He thought he would n...ver stop coming; jet followed spurt as his vital fluids drenched that beloved snatch, hissing and bubbling in a fountain of intense rapture.Head spinning, Jerry clung to his mom, rocking tenderly now in the basket of her silken crotch. She held to his emptying balls and kissed his cheek, his bitten throat, his ear; her free hand caressed the. It's not just me. It's not just Sam. And who it is besides me and Sam... you don't know. You might never know. Until someone else does it."I have another friend, I won't mention who. This friend has been on edge. Hasn't tried it yet, but has had thoughts. It seems like they are doing better. We got this person some help. This person is adapting better, making friends, in therapy--even has a significant other."But there's still a danger zone. And I do not want to do this again."That's where the. Isn't it?Now im 7" and quite thick but his cock allowing for a bit of age shrinkage he had to be 11", in the pics it was like a babies arm in the those trunks, i actually found myself licking my lips, thinking what it would be like to touch it, hold it in my hand, and wank it, not the best time to not be concentrating on what I was doing , I was thinking about his cock while working away under the sink and as i lay down i felt my cock start to strain against my shorts, the last thing i wanted. “Damn, Rachel, that was beautiful,” I said. “Thank you. That was the best I’ve ever had!”“You’re welcome,” she said. “Bye.”‘How often can I come here without raising suspicions?’ I thought to myself as I was getting dressed. I felt great. That young lady is not only one hell of a masseuse, but she gives one hell of a BJ too. On the way out I set an appointment for the next Friday.----Over the following days I constantly thought of Rachel. I was anxious for Friday to come, not just for the.