The summer I graduated from High School sucked. I spent it working for my Dad on the ranch he managed. I worked everyday and had no privacy or alone time to have any good m*********** sessions. When i got back home to Mom’s house the first thing i bought with the money I made was a p*** DVD. My Mom went out drinking that night so i had the only DVD player in our house at the time to myself! She caught me stroking it on the couch when she came home and i freaked out and histarically apologized. She kept telling me it was ok and put her hands on my shoulders. Then she slid her hands down to my still erect p**** and her body soon followed. She spit in her hand and rubbed it on me then spit directly on my p**** and looked up at me. Being the first s***** contact i had ever had with another person, i went off immediatly and started spurting c** right in my mom’s face. She then stood up and started talking to me, but i couldnt hear anything. I was delerious from what happened and just stared at my mom’s streaked face. I went to my room after that and have been fantasizing about it ever since. Now almost every time i c** i shoot it all over my own face thinking about how that is what my mom felt all those years ago. She has never done anything like that since. Part of me wants to get help. Part of me wants to dedicate my next big c****** to my Mom. What a strange life a have.
