Norm chuckled and said, “Okay, stop.” He had barely looked away from the man since Mary had brought up the fantasy. His cock was throbbing like ...ad, and he was certain he was leaking pre-cum into his panties. The lure was impossible to ignore.He slipped off the bar stool.One of the young women offered him a pleading glance as he approached the table. The drunk was saying, “Come on. Just one dance. That’s all I want.”Norm tapped him on the shoulder. He turned with an irritated expression. Anyway, here is a breakdown of what we did each week that helped contribute to breaking your mom. Sorry I skip out on so many details but you can ask her about it later maybe! Week 1: The first week was all just fun, fuckery, establishing the rules. No speaking unless asked to speak. Surprising how little you ask of someone whose opinions aren't desired. We spent time building her look and her confidence. On day two we went to the piercing place and got her nipple rings stretched up a guage. We. Karma was always kind of quiet and reserved but she liked having me help her out of her comfort zone. She said it turned her on to dress real sexy and she the looks people gave her. The only downside to her always staying at my place was when I was hooking up with a guy.Everything was going great until Karma saw me come home with a black guy. I went out to meet James, a friend of mine that I hook up with and we were coming back to my place. I’m all over him when you come in the door and Karma. Me, at least my face, covered in her piss. She had an orgasm after a while doing so. After she came, she got off my face. Kissed me with passion. Licked some of her own golden nectar off my face. And then I was my turn. She wanted me to piss over her body. Over her flat chest, only two big hard nipple stood out, over her flat belly and over her already wet cunt. But I couldn’t do it. Had two reasons for it: Peeing with a raging boner if not used to it isn’t an easy task. And second, once more I.