I kind of just wanted to see if I could make Aaron hard again. And it worked. But this time, without the jeans on, there was nothing stopping him from... growing and growing and growing. Pretty soon it felt like I was sitting on a rock. And because I was only wearing a dress, and no underwear, I could feel him at the entrance to my pussy. I squirmed again, for a totally different reason. This was making me hot. And that’s when I felt it. The next time I squirmed, I felt where he pumped his hips. He saw the terror in my eyes, the silent beggingof "Pleaee, no!" "DO IT BITCH!" he barked. "yes master," I answered,submissively. I thought it couldn't get any worse until B. pulled thatdamn cheerleader skirt up to my ribs and the top up and over the back of my head. "Oh my GOD!!" I cried out loud. "Oh my God please no!!" DON'T TELL ME 'No' BITCH! DO IT!"Tears started pouring out again as I did my "Walk of shame"down the street and through the park to the street on the other side.As I. We both opened our drinks and sort of relaxed and started drinking. After a couple of minutes Josh turned to me and said:"I'm sorry I kind of evaded your question earlier about my girlfriend, but I am actually gay, and I didn't want to frighten you off, because you seem like a good guy and I would still want to be your friend."This came as a shock to me, but I had been drinking and I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable, so I told him not to worry about it, I have a couple of gay friends back. My name is Jason and I'm 18 and my elder brother Ethan is 20. My lust for my mother began when I saw her coming out of the shower one day totally nude. I was passing by her room and totally got the shock of my life. This happened when I was just 12. After that my mom was the only thing that came to my mind when I masturbated.Then, as things turned out, I also found out that my brother also fantasized about our mom when I caught his masturbating with mom's picture next to him. We started talking.