“This is your mother” Over and over the words sped thru my mind till soon they blended together into a primal moan escaping my lips. She broke our... kiss her lips red and pouting now. “Go to your room I will be right there I think now I need to punish you.” Her words sounded mean but the glint in her eyes told me I was about to explore another world I had never expected to find. I got up passing by her to get out of the bathroom. I couldn’t help but let my hand trail over her ass. I could see her. "Louder for me baby girl." I moan louder as I feel him cumming inside me and my moans turn into screams as my pussy contracts against him. He sets my knees back on the toilet and still buried deep in me, my back up against him, he reaches around me and fondles my breasts as he lifts with his hips causing his hardness to rub in places I never knew felt so fucking good. He feels my juices drip out of me as my orgasm forces them out.Trying to keep composure, we shower together and he gets dressed. "We got home, and Dad came home shortly thereafter. We ate and hung out and chatted. They were thrilled that my life was going so well. I was glad-they really had been through hell with me.The next day I hung out, chatted with Sheila on the phone, and, after supper, headed to Lisa Waslewski's house. I knocked on the door, and Lisa answered."Brendan. Hi," she said, obviously surprised to see me."Hi, Lisa," I said pleasantly. I didn't have anything against Lisa-as I said, she always treated me. That weekend was our weekend for our bi-weekly phone calls. We talked for hours, the time passing so quickly it was surreal. We shared our thoughts on how lonely we each seemed, even though we were surrounded by people all the time. We talked about how others seemed to remind us of each other, how the moves and glances of others could bring strong emotions to our minds. Mostly, we just talked about how much we truly missed each other. Mostly, it was just how much we yearned to be in each.