“We don’t want any messes.” He then proceeded to stick his bulbous head against the crack of my ass and started pushing. Am I about to get fucke... raw? I shouldn’t be doing this, I told myself. What are you thinking? Clearly I wasn’t as I just laid there, yearning for his hard cock to be inside me. He then spit into his hand and rubbed it over the head of his cock, lifted my legs and pushed that fuck meat inside of me. I can’t tell you how good it felt. It was fantastic. He pushed the whole. In my last story I recounted how Ash became Bi. Like so many other changes, I doubt it would've happened without our regular fantasy talk in bed. Remember my premise in the last story?... "Girls tend to think vaginas and guys tend to think penises are ugly. Both wonder what the other sees in them."Well... That debate set up a banter between Ash and me, of course always while deeply into some orgasmic state. I would be telling her how beautiful vaginas are and she would be countering with how. As far as I knew, she was not getting any sex at all. Still, it was difficult to say whether she would appreciate the idea of getting fucked from her son or her son's friend.I locked the front door of my house and directly went to my room. I turned on my computer and inserted the disc in the cd-rom drive. Soon the folder was opened on the screen. My heart was beating with excitement as I opened the first document.I spent about one and half hour going through all the files, hopping from story to. Keep fucking me..." So she has no idea?" You should have heard her. She wants another go! She went off about how you tit fucked her, ate her out, tied her up... which you need to do to me by the way! Oh God Oh GOD! Just thinking about it is gonna make me,... Shit, are you close, please COME WITH ME OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, her hips bucking so fast up and down they were practically a blur.We talked about how much she got off on everything, being tied up, the masks, the stockings.