The light filtered into the room. The glow behind the trees, slowly increased. My eyes adjusted to the lessening gloom of night.The room was warm, and...the covers had long since been kicked off, by both of us.Amy was lying on her back. One arm was relaxed, over her head. The other was across her belly, as she slept.I was laying on my right side. My head was propped up in my right hand, my elbow between the big feather pillows, as I watched Amy sleep.Her short, regrowing hair, spilled onto the. It loosely coiled itself around my wrist and forearm. I had long ago lost any restraint or care as my suppressed moans, grunts, and screams of erotic bliss erupted from my filled mouth. How could I have ever wanted to fight this feeling? This wasn't an evil creature trying to harm me or kill me. All it wanted was to give me pleasure and bliss that I could never have had or even dreamt of. There was nothing wrong with that, but I had thought at some point there was. Why would I have. Now I don't know if mom was trying to get back at dad or she had been hiding the slut inside her all those years but over night mom changed in this partying nympho.She didn't was time hooking up with guys to go to the bars. Sometimes bringing them home. I lay in bed a lot of nights listening to her fuck like a wild woman. This only lasted about two months then she settled down a bit. She was still on her sex binge due to the fact that while putting Landry up in her clothes chest I found several. At the same time, I had started to wonder and hope that this huge cock would squirt its seed deep inside me. I was turning into a little slut for cock, all because of Ms. Palvin. She was now looking me straight in the eyes, looking for that moment of release, that moment of inevitable ecstasy, while fingering her wet pussy. It was not long before she got her wish. The feeling from my ass, through my prostate, up to the end of my metal hard cock, surged past the point of no return. I started to.