What do you... ?" Billy couldn't believe the words he was hearing, the look of lust now blazing powerfully in his mother's eyes. As her hand stroked h...s muscular thigh, all he could say was, "Do... do you mean it?" Of course, honey. I know how it is for a young man, all that passion with no release..." Carol inched her hand ever farther up his thigh, her eyes locked on her son's. "I'm just as pretty as that lady in the pictures, aren't I, Billy?" Yes," he managed to croak through his suddenly. .. heels, panties, etc.... she claimed she was very experienced and loved feeling a man ejaculate in her mouth. Let’s call her Sheila.The first time I met her was on a weekday morning. She rented the basement of a home and between 7am-4pm she was home alone. She worked different shifts, but was always home alone (if she was home) between 7-4. I decided to go into the office a little later so I could meet Sheila. The first time was a littler sketchy. She said the door would be unlocked, and that. I had recently broken up with my long term boyfriend and he had moved out of the apartment in which we lived together. I continued to live in the same apartment though the rent was slightly more than I could afford on my own. But I had no intention of moving out mainly because it was a very comfortable and cozy place to live in that was quite close to where I worked and also because of a friend I had made of the girl who lived in the building next to me. My living room window and her bedroom. Think of what a great cocksucker you are going to be when I am through training you!"I still couldn't talk. My throat hurt too much. So I whispered, "What do you mean, training me? You can't train me. I am happily married. I am a newlywed! You have to leave and never come back here!"He just laughed. "That's alright," he said. "You say all the right things. All of the things you are supposed to say. All of the things you don't mean. You're my bitch now, little girl. You are my cocksucking little.