C'mon.Fuck me! Ride your little sissy bitch." His pace increased slightly.Ty fucked her harder now, his grip on her hips tightening. She couldfeel her...own cock and balls swinging back and forth between her legs ashis cock sawed in and out of her. As he grew more intense and histhrusts went deeper, she could actually feel her balls slapping againsthis with each and every jab. Steffie didn't know why, but she found thefeeling terribly erotic."Oh, Ty, that feels so fucking awesome! Harder! Fuck me. I was pretty sure she'd have stayed to try and help me out if her own emotions weren't so fucked up in the aftermath of our kiss and renewed declarations that we still loved each other.The twins didn't try to get through to me. They ignored me, content to wait things out and see if I would become better in another day or two, as I usually did.Brooke, on the other hand, seemed to be on a personal mission to cheer me up from whatever was ailing me. She chatted incessantly with me, trying to draw. My college was going to open on 26 July. I reached my home on 12 July and the story really starts from there.My mother is 51 yrs old with normal figure. I had lust for her for the past few years. But here lies the contradiction. I never wanted to have sex with her as she is my mother but yet when I masturbated for the first time.I was thinking about her melon boobs, her legs, her waist, her hair, and how I was on top of her holding her boobs smooch her lips and having intercourse, etcAnd yet I. She slipped it on and it barely covered her behind, which he promptly slapped and ordered, “Now, start makin’ some breakfast. The boys’ll be over soon.”THE BOYS?, she panicked. What the hell was he planning to do with her? A bunch of men while she was wearing, what amounted to nothing? He put his hand over the knife rake as she was staring at them and said, “Don’t get any ideas. You just start cookin’ enough for five hungry fellers.” Christina obeyed, but worried what it was going to be.