The taste was salty and bitter, like his precum was, but not unpleasant, and some men in my past had been. Mikey was breathing heavily, covered in swe...at, and smiling, as he looked at me with half opened eyes. “You have no idea how bad I wanted that” he said to me, panting as he did. I looked at his dick as it began to go flaccid and smiled. “Probably about as much as I did too, Mikey. I love you, and in w…” he cut my off by putting his hand over my mouth. “Don’t say anymore, just be my mother. The part that needs to be humiliated, tied up and peed on, sometimes, to get the intense kind of orgasm I craved. It was 1965. Nobody talked about stuff like this.Ida said: Baby, you can talk to me about anything. You ate my puss and I did you, okay? I set up a safe situation so you could do the DP thing without getting your ass ruined. I don't give a flying fucking hoot what turns you on, as long as you don't fuck Nazis, okay?"I gulped. I was going to have to tell somebody, not Judy, or any of. Sitting up I let out a yawn. My mom turned away laughing. 'Huh?' I thought. As I looked down. 'Oh shit!' My cock was rock hard and had pushed through my panties and forced my skirt up. "Oh, God." I yelled. As I ran passed my mom and up to my room. I jumped under the blankets hiding. My mom was laughing from downstairs as she came up to my room. "Kal, it's okay sweetie." She said sitting next to me. "It happens to everyone. Now come on, we're celebrating your graduation. Next year you'll be. He squeezed the other breast. Harder. Needfully now. Fingers feeling over her nipple before moving up. His thumb brushed over her lips. Immediately she understood, opening her mouth to suck on his thumb. ‘OooohSarahh’, he moaned. She moaned in response to all the sensation, her pleasure and his seemed to mix in the air. She had never heard her name moaned like that before. He licked slowly up between her breasts before sitting up to watch her suck at his thumb, his hands wandering over her full.