It's not my favorite but she seemed to need it and I was willing to lend her some support.Taking my seat again she approached me but remained standing.... "Rachel, I have something very important to ask of you. It's very serious and I'm a little afraid so please bear with me." She quickly downed her drink and poured herself another. With a sigh she started right in "My son is gay and I want you to make him straight."She blurted the words out so fast I was sure that I heard her wrong. "You. She had changed very much."I detected a sudden change in her mood. I had the feeling that she just made a decision. She rolled away from me and lay very still. Her voice dropped its teasing quality and became very small as if she was speaking from a distance. The gentle modulations that I had come to associate with her disappeared entirely and she spoke on in a flat monotone."One night, he came late to their house. Her father and mother had gone to Moscow for the week. She wasn't expecting him.. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had both of my hands on her hips. I watched her raise herself up one last time. As she started coming back down on me, I pulled down on both her hips with all of the strength I had. I felt her hymen tear as I speared through it. She squeezed my shoulders so hard her knuckles turned white as she slid down the length of my shaft! Her eyes widened with a look of shock and disbelief as she sank all the way down me to the hilt! Her lips opened in an oval shape and her. “Oh god!” I pant as Bobby starts sliding up and down my slit hitting my clit with each stroke. “I think you need some more birthday spankings Teenster!” Bobby says and then I feel him slap his cock down on my clit. It makes an embarrassing wet smacking sound and sends jolts of pleasure down into my vagina. “Aieeeek!” I shriek more in surprise than in pain. Bobby continues counting out the slaps of his cock on my pussy. By number 15 I am almost thrusting my pelvis up to meet his slaps,.