..three...I think,” I wasn’t in any better shape than my daughter but I was older and had more practice.Wait...that’s a lie...I hadn’t been th...is drunk since...umh...the Custer Shoot...and suddenly I missed David. That set me off. I sobbed. The father of Beck’s sweat-shirted student commiserated, responding with a hug. I soaked his shirt.That resulted in apologies. The apologies led to a suggestion. The suggestion soon led to the idea that maybe sex would help. We had an executive suite at the. After all, I was in college and I was mature enough to help her move on in life and feel better about herself and her life.I was the horny young son of the family. My mom was the only parent I had so she tried her best to parent a teenager. We slept in separate rooms and this always gave me an opportunity to watch sexy actresses and masturbate in the comfort of my bed. I would usually strip myself naked to masturbate in my room. I would just unzip my pants and jerk off only when she was awake. .“I instantly went bright red.„Ohhh... mom... I‘m sorry. I don‘t know why we...“„At first I was shocked. I straight went back to bed. Lying there I began to think of what I saw. I have to say that I lay there a long time thinking.“„Mom, I swear that this was the first and last time we did something like that. I am so sorry and I feel ashamed.“„I am ashamed and sorry as well. This morning I made a conclusion. If it is true what Chris and you talked about I will not tell dad what I saw. It seems. I cannot have this marriage end. I walked out of the bedroom, and headed to the front door and got on my knees. I had no idea how long she was going to be, but I just kneeled there anyways. A couple of hours passed, and I was in hell. My knees were killing me, to the point I was almost in tears. On top of that, I never pissed went I woke up, so I'm in excruciating pain from needing to piss. If she doesn't get back soon, I'm not going to have a choice but to you just piss on the floor. I.