" The word 'gay' sent a chill down my spine, as well as the next word. "...experimenting." It felt weird talking about my sexual orientation with my h...mophobic mother."Malik..." she sighed, wiping her face and sitting next to me. "...I've done way too much to prevent you from becoming like--" I couldn't believe her. I wanted to slap her right there."Mom!" I cried. "What are you talking about?! I'm not sick." But, Malik--" Being gay is not a disease," I firmly stated."But it is a sin," my mom. Janet’ships bucked and Kristen flicked her tongue over the girl’s clit.She felt the spasms around her fingers, the grasping, pulsingsqueezes as Janet began to cum. Kristen shoved her fingers indeep, moving her hand back and forth until Janet moaned loudly andbegan shuddering. Janet’s hips ground against the intrudingfingers, and her hand pushed Kristen’s face tightly against hermons. When Kristen pulled her fingers out, they glistened withJanet’s cream, a few. I put my headcock onto that small hole and immediately she starts tossing and howling “No, no, not there, I’m virgin, use my vagina but not my ass”I look at you, that stay passive till now and see a strange expression in your eyes.You jump on your wife back, open her asscheeks crying “Fuck it, break this bitch, make her cry” and other similar words.With a perverted smile I force that virgin hole. My dick is aching, but don’t stop till my ball touch her back.Staying embedded into her I watch you. "As I timidly obeyed, I realized that this woman must truly be a bornDominatrix. Here we were, after barely an hour and she'd reduced me to afeminine maid in my own camper. I scampered about, blushing every time Icaught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and wondered how she had donethis to me.Well, I thought, it's only temporary. Just till I could find out whereshe was hiding those letters from Harold Belt. Boy, would she feelfoolish when I got them.But for now, it was me who felt silly,.