That weekend you had me stay "en femme" was great! An inner fantasycome to life! I loved the way you controlled me. Yes, I am submissiveby nature. Tha...t doesn't mean I am weak. You missed that. I guess youonly had those porn videos to teach you about being dominant. Dearest,those aren't the real thing. Oh, it was fine for a while. You certainlycould do the bitch goddess quite well.I got a real kick out of scurrying to obey your every order and whim.It was the least that I could do. I figured. "If you wouldn’t mind, Mom, could you just raise up a little so I can position myself better." As I rose, my son rubbed the head of his cock up and down my dripping pussy lips. “That’s better,” he said. “Glad you guys are working it out,“ my husband said. “Great, Dear!“ I said then looked back at my son. “Ready?” He nodded. I lowered myself slowly back down onto my son’s dick. A moan of pleasure whispered from my lips. I couldn't help myself. My husband snapped his eyes towards me."I’m. I'd bet the government wouldn't pay for a study of the mental health problems caused by the Program."After English the three went to Psych and were pleased that Mason had indeed prepared a lesson on social phobias."Class, the topic that I agreed to cover in today's lesson, phobias, ties in nicely to some parts of the Naked in School Program. You know that the Program propaganda, its initial selling point, explained that its purpose was to help teens become more comfortable with issues like body. I was sucking his anus and even pressing my tongue a little into his sphincter. I couldn’t think of anything more demeaning than sucking and tongue-fucking a black man’s asshole. It was arousing to me in ways I can’t begin to describe.I continued sucking him that way and pressing and sliding my face in his ass for about fifteen minutes, until my neck got sore from being tilted that way. I pulled away and sat back on the couch. Ben was still stroking his cock, which was rock hard, and he smiled.