” Rohan, on the floor above her head, stood in front of his mother and swaying like a smiling shyly. Manya said nothing turned and walked into the k...itchen. Son, feeling guilty stalked her. Manya even forgot that wearing a dressing gown, which only gives the appearance of clothing, and also under him had nothing. And Rohan, walking behind his mother for poorly lit corridor could see only the pleasant roundness of the parent’s ass that is so enticing swayed a meter away from his eyes. Brain Man,. On paper I may be legally her husband. But in bed, I’m failed as her husband. Chastity is the only life for a worthless man like me. After a long time of groveling she took the key and said prove yourself. How may I do that she said. I have a bull coming over. He will spend the night. Just like in the movie we watched together. I want to on your knees. Sucking his balls. While I ride his cock. Are you ready to prove yourself to me she asked. Yes dear I replied. What she asked. I looked at her. Heloved Slater. This was his true love. Why else would he bethe way he was now if it wasn?t true love? People laughed at him now, when oncehe?d been the most popular guy around. Guys had wanted to be him, girls hadwanted him. Now, people spit on him on the street, and he was frequently thetarget of fagbashing, but he put up with it because Slater liked the way hewas, the way he looked. Slater wanted him this way, and what Slater wanted wasthe only thing that mattered. The tight top. It was all about the physical: her legs and her body and her face, the undeniable urges raging within. My need was irresistible. Lust flared white hot and all-consuming. Desire was a ravenous, slavering beast roaring for sustenance, a hunger desperate to be sated. All of this was a great mass of yearning that needed to be drawn down through me, sucked down into my core until the pressure grew so great that sobbing relief pumped from my cock. ‘Tear it off,’ she urged, sliding down the sofa.