Mauling was more like it. And her top was off.’ Jennifer took his cockhead into her mouth, for a moment, swirling her tongue around it and teasing i...t with her teeth. ‘Fuck,’ Mike grunted, at the stimulation. ‘Yeah, it was a surprise,’ his mother said, looking back up at him. Mike blinked, trying to focus on her story. ‘What did you do, mom?’ he asked, absently. She jacked at his cock, again. ‘I got down on my knees and sucked him off, like I’m doing to you.’ And, she sucked him, again, dragging. He let out a small grunt as a reply. Pain was already shooting through my body as his thick head invaded me. I started to stand back up letting his head break free, before sliding back down, only being able to take the head it. Pain shot threw my body once again. I stood up, and slid back down, never being able to go past his head. He gave a small laugh as he watched me go up and down. Ben gave out a small sigh as he cocked his head. “S-s-sorry.” I said, struggling against my words.“It’s fine.. Last night I was with you. And,now, I want nothing more than to see you again." Well," I answered in a similarly flat tone, "that may, or may not,happen. But first you have to ask."I was learning how to neutralize Mike's advantage in size, power, anddominance with his own desires. The trick was to not let him know that Iwanted it just as bad as he did.In fact, I probably needed it more than he did. If he didn't want moreafter last night, I'd curl into a little ball in my huge bed and hide. I remember when I found "Nu-West Debbie", the spanking model of a time long gone. When I looked at the pictures where she was paddled by the old lady, I couldn't believe the deep red color on her buttocks - it couldn't have been real...But apparently it was! In my mind, I was contemplating about how much the swats of that paddle must have hurt Debbie. It fascinated me so...I often masturbated while looking at that series of photos. Of course, Debbie's nudity in those pictures excited me too,.