So stayed back at home and helped mom. I did everything mom wants and took care of my sister. My sister sleeps most of the time so we two sit together...and watch TV. Usually I masturbate once or twice a week and I am not very much interested in that. One day when I opened the door of my mom’s room , she was feeding my sis. I turned back immediately. My mom called me loud and asked me to come in. My curiosity to watch that scene again made me to go back to her room. When I opened the door this. ..oh my god.. ooooooh fuck.” I was overtaken by the sensation of his cock rubbing against my prostate, sawing in and out of my ass. He started saying really nasty things, about how I loved his dick, how I was a slut waiting for a fuck. I was still angry, but his cock had started to feel really really good inside me. I could feel my own cock throbbing beneath me, and I never usually got hard this fast after coming. He was thrusting deep into me now, throwing all of his body weight into me, “yeah. Later, after Tommy left, I was going to tell her what he had said about not telling his friends about the hot tub episode.We finished eating, and the conversation had turned to more common subjects. Mom was not out to embarrass Tommy any more than she had, and I could tell that she actually liked him. He thanked her for the sandwiches (3), and we went back outside.Dad had marked a section of the yard as my practice area and had installed a home plate and a pitching rubber. I threw and Tommy. I mean, I remember when we were all kids, Kara, while she’d always had a pretty face, was a little butterball when we were young. I didn’t know whether it was baby fat, or what? All I knew was that she had a schoolgirl crush on me, to the point that I once saw my name written on her notebook in big bold letters. I wasn’t about to hurt her little feeling by saying something rude to her, that’s not how I am. I did, however, find it a little disconcerting that she’d do something like that. But.