??And you like him???Yes.??Has there been any kind of break-up between you???No. Not at all. I love him. I love him a lot. That’s why this is so ...awful.??What’s so awful???What I’ve done. What I’ve done to him. Oh it would hurt him so much. Oh God.? She began to cry softly. I calmed her down, told her everything would be fine, then asked her to tell me what had happened.?Well it was just over a week ago, when it started.? She began falteringly, ?Paul and me live together in this little. " That's a good idea, Mom," he said.She watched him go down the hail, her eyes on his ass. Mike was in tight jeans, the uniform of boys his age. She had never really looked at her son before, not his body, anyway. She found herself excited, a warmth between her thighs that she had never felt when looking at him before.Shrugging, she went to the kitchen to get him a soft drink. When she carried the frosted glass to the bathroom, she could see his blurred form behind the shower doors. It was. Shhhh honey, just lay still and enjoy, he said, interrupting my plea. I forced myself to appear outwardly calm, but inside I was jumping. I wanted to grab him and kiss him and wrap my legs around him, but that wasnt going to happen. He was going to do things the way he wanted, at his own pace. Across my ribs, over my belly, he moved his hand. Occasionally, he would go back to my breasts, and another moan would escape my lips. Still he continued to move the fur over my thighs, calves, and feet.. " You feel amazing," I whispered gently. I pulled back slightly and started some slow baby thrusts."Ohhhh," she moaned in approval. "That feels good!"Sarah felt incredible and I had to fight to maintain my control. We still had a couple more days together so I was extra cautious to ensure she wouldn't be too sore or tired tomorrow. Like most clients after the initial thrust proved to be more pleasurable than painful, Sarah was overly eager to try new things. Judging from the determined gleam in.