This is nearly every night. I hate that I am notnormal. I hate that every day more and more people are finding out. Thisis why I have to say goodbye t...o this world.Mom, remember that time when I woke up and wet my briefs. I hid in thetoilet and wouldn't come out. I hid the briefs. I know you found thembecause they were not there later. I went through my drawers and couldn'tfind any briefs or boxers. I started crying. As usual. You came to my aidand hugged me until I stopped crying. You looked. Although she is really my step Mum I thought of her as a mother and she always knew how to suck cock as she was proving again and it wasn’t long before I felt my cock pulsating and my cum shooting into her mouth, she quietly sucked me dry swallowing the lot before quietly getting out of bed and then having a shower. I must have dozed off again as next thing I know she walks into the bedroom with a cup of coffee, “Good Morning Son” she said cheerfully as she sat on the edge of the bed, I opened. Ich ließ ihr noch einige Zeit den Spaß mit sich und meinem Schwanz und stöhnte sie an. "Hör auf, Uli, sonst spritz ich Dir in den Mund." keuchte ich, was sie mit einem breiten Grinsen quittierte. Sie begann ihre Bluse zu öffnen und ihren BH zur Seite zu schieben und ihre geilen Titten und die schon sehr harten Nippel kamen zum Vorschein. Wir wussten, sie wollte fühlen, wie mein Schwanz sich zwischen ihren Titten rieb und so presste sie ihre Titten zusammen, ich befeuchtete meinen Schwanz und. Sentence after sentence told her why. Each pointed out her faults; one told her that no matter what he did it was never appreciated, another her total lack of sexual intimacy, another of her sloppy appearance and her overweight, another of her selfish personal interest. Each sentence was aimed at 'pulling her down', each a payback for the countless times she had found fault, no matter how hard he tried; the closing words gave the final twist to the knife that all correspondence would be handled.