Her every effort to get away from him was countered, until she stopped."Nitin, this is not right. I am your mother and you are my son." I know mom," w...as his answer.He started to caress her buttocks slowly. His hand covered the top cheek and then bottom one somewhat. He then started tracing the line between the two cheeks with his finger. She just let him, with an occasional half-hearted try to pull away, which he quickly thwarted.She could feel his liquid on her thighs and some even on her. Please do not post this story to anyweb site without permission from the author. All other rights reserved. Noalteration of the contents is permitted. Drayman may be reached at [email protected] Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. None of the characters or eventsherein is based on real people, either living or dead. It was produced forthe entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex.If you are not an adult, or if reading stories of a sexual nature. He’s shaved his head like a gay skinhead. Done some other stuff as well. Been sleeping around with guys behind Anna’s back. Allsorts of stuff. The football team don’t know half of what their captain gets up to with other guys. If they did, they certainly wouldn’t shower with him. His head is all screwed up.? He reached down under the desk as if he was scratching his foot, and with his growing confidence in his control over me, grabbed hold of my cock and stroked it up and down gently as. I parked in the station and grabbed my notebook, noting the time, the place, the weather, my outfit and the fact that I had no makeup on. I didn’t want to pretty myself up, in fact I really wanted to make myself look uglier but couldn’t figure out how short of punching myself in the eye. I messed my hair up a little and got out, walking confidently to the subway entrance. I passed several men on the way in and noted how or if they noticed me. I caught one checking me out after he passed me but.