.. I deserve a life as well. And I planned on coming back for dinner at least once a week, and had tried to spend more time with her before I left (at...least, before she turned into the controlling mother from hell).So the moment I learned Dr. Williamson’s specialty, I was pretty worried about what he was doing to my mother.My fears must have manifested on my face, because he looked at me, a small smile on his face.“You’re worried,” he said, and I barely refrained from snapping “Fuck yeah” back. She was so horny I could smell her arousal all the way back to the apartment. As soon as we closed the door, she dropped to her knees and begged me to fuck her. Christine had other ideas, though; apparently she was expecting something like this and had been giving it some thought."Amber," she admonished. "Shame on you; begging is so unladylike. David, I think Amber needs a lesson. Do you mind?" Not at all," I said. It was pretty clear that was what Amber really wanted anyway; she knows how I. I didn’t see anything. “It’s very faint” she continued, “But it has a smell that I just can’t place.” With that she bent over in front of me, her ass perfectly formed right in front of me, and inhaled the spot on the couch where I had sat and cum over the past week.My heart was thumping as she turned with a smile and said, “Well, no worries. Come, have a seat and I’ll get your money.” I felt ready to faint and slumped down onto the couch, maybe hoping I could wipe any evidence off while she. He had it in him to explore the unknown. He complemented my shaved asshole as I do maintain my body hair all the time. No one has ever licked my asshole and loved my ass like Rohit did then although I really take good care of my ass.Whenever I seek for sex I do take care of my body hair and I expect the same from the men with whom I share bed with. I could have done anything for Rohit that night such was the magnitude of lust I was being driven with. Also the fact that I was trying to please.