She had taken advanced placement classes in Spanish in high school, so that shouldn't be a problem, and she figured she could handle Latin.That meant ...hat she needed two science classes. She decided that geology would be her safest bet, and a basic chemistry class wouldn't be too "math-y," according to her high school guidance counselor. So her decision was made -- she would major in journalism. While she loved the idea of expanding her knowledge, Molly was equally looking forward to the. When I think about it there have been many decisions that I had made that, when all added together is the reason why I allow my son to fuck me whenever he wishes, starting the day that I got pregnant with him.Jim, my husband, and I became sexually active while we were sophomores in high school and although I was not on the pill, we managed to keep from getting knocked up by the use of condoms, or rubbers as we called them.Having sex with Jim was very enjoyable and many times it was I who was. She’s about 5’7” or so, pretty slim, 110 lbs if I had to take a guess. Maybe she just looked skinny because her tits were so big. I don’t know. All I DID know was that she was pretty hot. I remember thinking my dad must be crazy for not playing with those luscious titties at least twice a day. From that day on I kept an eye on my mom. Every time I saw her go into the bathroom, I eased up and put my ear to the door. I wasn’t sure what I expected to hear but I tried to listen anyways. One morning. He smiled, zipped up an fucked off. You weren’t happy, but you knew better than to complain. A few minutes passed, and another couple of joggers came and went. The next two people that caught my eye were two young female joggers. They looked and again pretended they hadn’t seen. I smiled at them and they were on their way. A few moments later they reappeared. They asked what was going on and l explained that my disobedient slave needed lesson in good behaviour. They smiled and looked at each.