Of course, in thinking about it all, his dick got hard again, and Mark was unsure whether to be happy or sad that he was leaving the next day for coll...ege in New York.But what memories I'll have.***********Mark intensely focused on his studies, and became the editor of the yearbook and president of his senior class. But for the first two years of school, Mark was celibate, and hadn't had sex since that mind-boggling week in Florida. Then he slowly befriended a scholarly student, David, who. Brad and I knew better, but they were good friends so we didn't embarrass them by revealing the truth. The conversation, as it always did, got around to girls and sex."Hey, you guys have got to come over to spend the night.," grinned Marty."And that would be because... ?" replied Brad."Because my dad just got a new deck of playing cards." He leaned over conspiratorially and lowered his voice. "Every one of 'em has a picture of a different naked woman on the back. Dad hides 'em in the back of. Immediately, she stood before me with her hands behind her back, her eyes cast downward. I put my hands on her shoulders, and she instinctively dropped to her knees. I pulled my hard member out of my dress pants, and lifted her face up to meet it. She opened her willing mouth, and I fucked it quickly and deliberately. I gripped her head between two fistfuls of her carefully brushed hair, and coldly fucked her down her throat like I was fucking a melon or an inflatable doll. My sperm jutted out. I said OK Mom. Just this once. She pulled the towel the rest of the way off and got in bed. I pulled my towel off and got in next to her. I curled up around her naked body and wrapped my arms around her and she just sighed and said I love you Jack. I said I love you to sweetie. Jack was my Dads name and he always called her sweetie. We awoke in the morning, back to back. I rolled over and looked at Mom and I could see tears running down her cheek. I leaned over and kissed her face and said.