I do not know if she thought of me as a masculine young man or was I just a son for her?For me, beauty or not, she was just my mother – at least til...l now. But now, I was beginning to wonder. Does being a mother prevent her from being a sexy woman? I who always masturbated watching porn or imagining girls slowly started thinking of my mother as a person who can also satisfy my lust for sex while masturbating.Slowly as days passed, my mother became my only fantasy object while I masturbated. I. I'm pretty sure he'd rather be fondling my ample breasts, but he knows that my breasts are off limits to his touch. Not that I wouldn't mind the fondling sometimes, but I want to be consistent with Mark. After all, he expects me to be his domme, and I want to be the domme of his dreams.I pulled a cigarette from the pack and put it in my mouth. I waited for Mark to pick up the lighter, lean forward, and light my cigarette. I felt his breath on the back of my neck as he lit my cigarette. It's. Every thing was neat and tidy a radio was playing some where in another room no TV some photo’s on a coffee table probably of her family. Strange why keep photos if you can’t see second thought arrived well they don’t do photos in Braille dick head, OK and she was back with a dog following her, "you like dogs right?" The appropriate answer was yes so I agreed I did. She motioned for me to go and I said "ladies first." "No I have to turn out the lights I don’t usually have them on except when I. I see six very promising individuals before me and I am certain you all will be fine officers one day.”He came down the line and activated medals on the ribbon display of each cadet. As he reached me, he said. “Mr. Olafson. In view of your heroic actions and service to the Fleet and the Union, I have the privilege to decorate you with the Iron Star. Your quick action prevented much tragedy congratulations Cadet Olafson. Well done.”All of them then saluted us and we were allowed to stand at.