My head hurts and I touch it feeling blood. I try to remember how I got here but everything is fuzzy. I look up and see a beautiful stunning frog woma...n looking down with a concerned look."*Ribbit* are you ok young man?" She looks so strong. Her legs are insanely muscled and I see sweat on her brow, her cheeks are a little dirty I notice. She must be atleast 6 foot tall. I feel so tiny and gross in comparison only being 5'3 and chubby, with acne as bad as ever."I think the others have everything. ..it was a good time, for sure....until I moved away to live with my real mother, that is!Then, I only spent every other weekend over at my dad's, and for some reason it seemed like mine and her schedules during those days just didn't offer a whole lot in the way of titillation for little ol' me. It was a bummer, but I learned to move on, appreciating the company and wiles of other females, many schoolmates my own age and some neighborhood girls a little older. When I say "appreciating the. Mum was getting very excited. She was stroking my body, and then made me cum all over her.Tues 5th Sept. Went in while Mum was having a bath, and just chatted and watched her, looking at her naked body. Very exciting.Thurs 7th Sept. I went to bed with Mum tonight. Started kissing and playing with each other as usual. We were cuddling, I pulled her nightie up, and suddenly my hard cock was inside her. We didn't move for a minute, then I started to do it to her. Mum went frantic when I cum,. We dated a bit almost two years ago, but I am absolutely not having sex with him. And frankly, I do not appreciate you calling me a slut.”“It’s what you are,” Mom shrieked. “It’s the only kind of girl my son goes out with. Now keep out of this!”“You called me a slut,” Joyce said firmly. “YOU brought me into the conversation, Mrs. Adams.”“Joyce, let it go, please.”Joyce nodded, and I turned to Mom.“Mom, stop it. Keep your voice down or the neighbors will call the police. You’ll be the one in.