Kev slows his thrusting pace and gently lifts me from his cock. He turns me around and makes me bend over. I put my hands on my desk which is littered...with uni work. I know that this is going to be my first anal experience with a big juicy cock. Taking his cock, Kev pushes it towards my tight bud of an asshole. Holding my breath I feel the full length of his muscle enter me slowly. He stops, waiting for my tiny asshole to adjust to the size of his cock. When I’m ready I let out a tiny whimper. "Mommy, I mean mom I'm not really feeling too hot. My tummy is messed up andmaking noise. Maybe I should lay down or something." I see mom stare down atme while she puts the diaper bag and my backpack down. I hope she isthinking of us staying home, and not that I'm faking it.Wait a second now I'm even thinking like a little girl calling her mommy inmy head. I am so screwed up. I hope my mommy I mean mom has good insuranceI'm going to need lots of therapy when I grow up. Well I may never grow. . before I left." Did you know Father had died?" I asked, unsure just what she did know."Yes, I was at his funeral."My head snapped up. "You were? Why didn't you see me? Why didn't you talk to me?" I was beginning to get angry now."I couldn't make things any worse, Patrick. You were grieving and my showing up would just make you more miserable. You had gotten along without me for thirteen years. I couldn't do that to you." How do you know that?" I spat. "How could you know how I would react? I. " I would say she's at least 5 years young than I am. Or, rather, was." But she's not as beautiful as you are, dear. Just look how much make-up she has to use." Ah-ha, you *were* looking at her before you became 'trapped'." I _know _how much make-up she wears, because I can feel it." George Kerby! You are feeling another woman!" I am feeling *like* a woman!" You were always feeling 'like' a woman. You were your most charming, when you were near one." Marion, fighting is not our style. Jealousy.