Perhaps that is why, mother gave me another chance, or at least she said she would. "Calvin, honey. I know this must be very strange to you. You can't... imagine how mixed up I feel about our little secret, but I'm as helpless to stop myself, as I imagine you are to ignore the devil that lives inside you. Never-the-less, you must fight against it. That is our only path to salvation, eternal vigilance and continual askance for forgiveness."She worked ourselves harder than ever for the next six. We spend a couple of days in the cruise departure city followed by a few more in the city at the end of the cruise making it close to two weeks total.It was five years ago that mom made her big confession to me. This wasn't too hard to grasp; she told me she'd been dating women. She'd grown to prefer them over men. She didn't consider herself a lesbian, but others would disagree. I guess having me technically made her bisexual, not that it mattered to me.At first, I was dumbfounded. I nodded. But I kind of liked feeling that shame, it even excited me more. We were having good sex and then he told me to do my best. Come on girl, your turn now. Show me how good you can ride a cock. I put my feet on the bed to the sides of his hips in order to be able to jump on his cock and not get tired too soon. And I started doing it. His hands were on my buttocks as if he would help me jump on it. Our bodies clashing against each other, the sound of sex in a cute tempo. I was moaning, struggling,. ” The only response was a desperate, “Please” as more of the cock entered.The Mistress slide the cock into the blonde until her thighs met the blonde’s welted ass. “Tell me you love my cock buried in your dirty ass.”, the Mistress commanded pulling the blonde’s head up by the handful of mane “Please, please, “ the blonde said, begging, panting. The Mistress began riding the blonde’s ass pumping the cock in and out. She was meeting each thrust, deliriously chanting “Please” each time the cock.