.. in a long time. It made me feel...... good and needed.......wanted !, she said still sobbing. I was getting frustrated with her taking the "blame" ...nd talking to me like a stupid kid that didn't know what he was doing or one who couldn't control himself. With me in the shower and not facing her I felt brave in speaking out . "Mom, I knew what I was doing OK !. I think your a pretty, sexy woman. I wanted to hold you, to feel you, to...........I mean who the hell wouldn't want you. I'M NOT. “Have I learned everything now?” she asks. “No there is still more to come. All you have learned today are the basics.” I reply. “Can we do more today? I want to learn it all.” “No sweetheart. Today was all about you and the simple act of sharing your body with a man. There is more to come about how to please your partner, other places on your body for my manhood to penetrate.” “You are going to learn more about pleasing yourself and your partner, so that your love making will be a. I am the whore of whores. I shout this in exhilaration. I am lying on my back, offering my body to any taker, for any obscenity, for any humiliation. This appears to be a little too extreme for the ladies as a whole, but not for one of the interviewers. Her leotard is off, she is standing over me, then crouching, as she releases her golden juice into my eager, spluttering mouth. She then allows the flow to fall on my stomach, and then my cock and balls, stinging where the biting had taken. Problem?" He asked as his fingertip brushed over my clit, bring my hips off the bed."I don't know," I whispered, finding it hard to concentrate on anything when blindfolded."Want to stop now?" He chuckled, taunting at my clit harder. "They're on their way over right now." What?" I gasped out, then took a long moment to size the situation up. "I'll give it a try, just don't take the blindfold off or I'll die of embarrassment." Okay," he chuckled, coming to realize that I was more like the.