..it has been wonderful to have my son home again. .Its been so wonderful having my son home for several weeks now. Not only am I getting f**ked 2 or ...3 times a day but with the cold weather it is so nice to have someone to cuddle with in bed at night. His "morning" wood then a quick f**k or BJ when he gets home and a good night love making session!! That young cock is ALWAYS hard and I am always willing!The other day I was preparing dinner when he walked up behind me, slid my skirt up, slipped. The doctors said it was from her huge tits. Anyway Robin rolled onto her back and said, “I hate my tits! They’re gross! I want reduction surgery!” I said, “Why? You have the best tits of any girl I know!” Robin half smiled and said, “Really? You never said that before!" Robin asked, “Do you really like them?” I asked, “Would you show them to me?” With that Robin sat up on the edge on the bed then stood up. She told me to sit where I was and to not laugh. I promised not to laugh. I was. That's better. Remember you are alone in your own home.”Now it was getting to me, the pleasure, that point where my own body would assume control and my hands and fingers became simple slaves. The continuous clicking of the shutter faded into the background. The sound of Jenneke’s voice kept the tempo going.“Yes… good. Oh VERY good!” Jenneke murmured, as her lens followed me on my own private journey. I let a leg slip from the chair as I pushed two fingers deep inside me. I felt the flush. Students started to come from the hostel and going to the college. Everyone passing by was standing there for at least 4-5 minutes. Then, with a heavy heart, I was going to college.Soon there was a big queue on the ground. Everyone’s eyes were filled with lust. They all were watching me, and my hands were slowed down, watching myself and my condition. It was just 5 minutes left. Professor Akshay came and asked students to go to the assembly room.He supervised my work and told me that I hadn’t.