”I looked at Mom and then I looked at Amelia. She looked at me and then she looked at Mom.Mom just smiled and said, “If he is anything like his fa...ther it won’t work at all. From what I have seen about his masturbation schedule he is even more sexual than his father ever was. This young man is going to need your body practically every waking hour until he finally gets it out of his system.”Amelia smiled at me and then kissed me. She asked, “Is that true? Do you want me every hour?”I giggled and. Knowing this my addiction deepened. I would watch hours on end of cumshots. Fixating on a few still shots of the perfect load. I was becoming curious though, from my own jerking off I had experienced the thickness, the texture, the warmth and the smell of cum...but how did it taste?My favourite clips had grown to be cum craving sluts with their tongues out begging for cum, wanting to savour it on their tongues before swallowing it all down. I thought more and more about how it would taste. I. So, I pulled my dick straight up and let the waistband hold it into position and quickly threw on a t-shirt which safely covered the top of my pants. When I got to the door I noticed a UPS truck in the drive and felt relieved that it wasn't one of the neighbors coming to borrow something. My heart was beating a mile a minute from the fear of being caught doing something that I shouldn't be doing as I opened the door and greeted the delivery man. He gave me a kind of funny look as he handed me. I spent the evening chatting with strangers from my city, while watching porn and masturbating. It had been 2 hours since I started masturbating, and I had not come yet. I knew a tsunami was on its way when the time would come...I started chatting with a guy named Marc. Lived 15 minutes from my home. We talked about sex... and he then asked me if I had ever sucked a cock. I never did, but since a couple of weeks, I notices I was turned on by the all the cocks I was watching in the porn movies,.