Her breasts appeared soft and mildly hanging, 75b is her cup-size. My mother's vagina always had a full bush of pubic hair.I confess that the first ti...me when I ejaculated in her bra was crazy intense. I will never forget the thrill and loads of cum that spilled out of me. After a while, this practice became a habit and happened more often. I did what I had to do and experienced my ultimate sexual desire.Thoughts became real, when I dripped a few drops of my pre-cum on her bras inside the cups,. “Stand up.”“Yes, Father,” I said, hearing the anger crack in his voice.“Now Mr. Thompson tells me you have been sucking cocks behind the school for money.”“I have, Father,” I said. He knew that. I told him last night.“He further told me that you offered both your mouth and that sinful harlot's hole between your thighs as a bribe to keep his silence.”My cheeks pinked. His voice was so stern. Mr. Thompson nodded his head, watching me. I answered clearly, “I did, Father.”“And he refused?”“Yes,. She kept going until I came. She tookher mouth away and told me that was the last time I would ever cum as amale. Then she slid her tongue up and down my cock, taking my balls in toher mouth one by one. I was still hard which is unusual for me. She slidher mouth over my cock again but this time instead of sucking it she sankher fangs into the big vein, sucking more blood out of me. I started tofeel a bit faint through the bold loss, so she stopped, pulled me downonto my back and sank her fangs. She was right. There was no one else that she could have let help. The bath felt wonderful and I thought of rubbing one out. She came back and caught me stroking my hard on. She coughed and said. “Got all of the bits and pieces done then?” she asked.“Yes. It is difficult with my leg held up and resting on the side of the bath, but with one hand I got most of it done.”“Sit up a bit and I’ll do your back.”She knelt beside the bath and with washer in hand washed my back and shoulders. It felt.