She continued to idly brush his hair with her long, sensuous fingers. "Thanks for asking, Tiger. You have a special medical condition, and I think God... has to understand that. I've made peace with what I have to do to help you. God must want me to help you in this way. What if you were paralyzed and I had to hold your penis to help you go to the bathroom? Well, it's kind of like that only ... a little more, er, intimate. I have a special role, and I'm just doing His will."He thought that was the. With that, he put my legs up to rest on his shoulders, and pulled mecloser to him. My knees were bent and pressed up against my chest. All Icould do was hold on to the edge of the desk, while he followed my orders.The feeling of him as he pushed so deeply into me and the speed in whichhe was fucking me took me exactly where I wanted to go. I am usually agroaner not a screamer, but not this time!I yelled out, “Oh fuck!” three times as my orgasm took over all controlof me. My whole body was. I had seen my mom wearing it before and felt weird about what I wanted to do, but there was no stopping at this point. My dick was as hard as steel and demanded the fantasy I had been building for the last two days. I stripped in seconds and laid down on a towel on the floor. I would have preferred my parents bed, but with them in the house it was out of the question. I began rubbing the swimsuit across my face, smelling the spandex and savoring the feel of it. I had never felt dry spandex. A younger Mary...maybe."No phone call yet?" She said. I shook my head slowly. "Want to get comfortable first?" I said nothing as she led me upstairs to her loft bedroom. "There's another line up here."My heart was throbbing as she took the glass from me and set it on her nighttable. Then she turned back to me and began to unbutton my shirt. She pushed my shirt off and started on my belt."I don't have a lot of money," I said.She seemed amused. "That's okay. Every now and then I like to give to.