...normal!" my mom said a bit mixed I turned to look at her "Of course she looks normal mom! What did you expect to see, a monster?" ... "No, no...I mean that she doesn't look like.....a model" "I told you mom. Ordinary people send their women's photos there. It is full of normal women, just like you. In fact this is the reason why I try to check it. I want to see if there is a woman that looks like you a bit. I don't care about models. I like REAL women, not the. And nobody wants to make love to me. Nobody wants to fuck me."I just stood there over her as tears ran down her cheeks, her breaths coming in chokes."This is it, you want me to make love to you instead of your mother?"Mattie stood up, put her arms around me and blubbered, "No, no, not instead of my Mom. I love my Mom and I'm glad you're making her happy. I don't want to take you away from Mom, I want you to, once, just once, make love to me but keep making love to Mom."I stood there holding. “Sssh, it’s alright, just calm down,” Charlotte told him, stroking his face gently through the t shirt material.“You fucking cunt, you untie me right this minute or I’ll break your face.”“You’re not exactly filling me with confidence that you won’t break my face anyway,” Charlotte replied. “Anyway, that’s besides the point. I’m here to give you a makeover. To create a,” Charlotte paused. “To create a new you.”Charlotte climbed of Bob and turned herself around and moved her hands to Bob’s belt.. Some of the boys even made me take off my pants and show them my smaller dick, so they could laugh at me and humiliate me. They even took some pictures with my dick right next to their cocks to show the contrast in size. The funny thing is, I can still remember how much I enjoyed being sexually submissive to those bigger and stronger boys. I continued sucking all of those black cocks until my graduation from high school, when my father was transferred to Fort Bliss. I went away to a college in.