" I'll be disappointed." Oh."I opened the door, and stepped into the steam-filled room. Andy was standing at the end of the bath, away from the water ...streaming down over the other end. She looked very different, mostly clean, and rather pale. I was right though. She wasn't fat. Not really. She was round, no doubt about it, and she had a sizeable ass, but she looked nice, to me. "Listen, you have to wiggle..." Then I started laughing."What's so funny, Steven?" I just realised. It's not the. I guess it was my punishment for allowing myself to indulge in pleasuring myself. As I reached the bottom of the stairs down to my front door, I was greeted with my mothers daily inspection. Arms straigt out, she ordered timelessly. After fifteen years, I had learned to do as she asked and saw no reason to protest. As her eyes examined every inch of my body to ensure I wasnt dressed like an fornicating harlot, (although I suppose I had behaved as one only hours ago) she stopped and scrutinized. One evening, I proposed her to make me her dear heart. She suddenly held my shirt collar! I was surprised actually bit scared. What if she slaps me in front of public? But she pulled me near and whispered me in my ear- what took you so long to say what I was about to say you- and gently kissed my cheek. I was at cloud 9 hearing this. Now our messages were more frank and expressive. She often used to text me to say if I was all alone in my home. I simply used send smiley. Once we went dating to. Occasionally darting his tongue over my piss slit as it oozed my pre-cum, something which pete seemed to like the taste of, as every time i leaked some his tongue immediately lapped it up!After a while i could feel my cum rising and not being sure whether pete would want me to cum in his mouth or not, i warned him and told him he had better stop if he didnt want to swallow my load, to my surprise he said not only does he want to swallow my load but before he does he just wants too feel a cock.