“Do you want me to start now?” he asked. Other men in Kyle’s life…have not worked out. Porn sex “I do,” I sighed. I understand your needs. He slid his right arm underneath my back and gripped my left shoulder, suckling and fucking me at the same time. I didn’t masturbate as often anymore, not since January, because our regular talks usually fulfilled that need, though sometimes I would do so late at night after Kyle had gone to bed. I’ve taught you better than that. “You know what’s next.”
“Yes, Mom,” sighed Kyle. “You were so unhappy…had so much pent-up frustration…Now look at you…a handsome young man ready to have his first sexual encounter with his first love…I’m so proud of you…I don’t exactly like the looks of this girl you’re with, but I won’t stand in your way if you want to experiment. “You’ve been receiving oral from her,” I nodded. I paid for those lessons in advance, and now that money is gone. Yes, I’d taught Kyle to dutifully clean up his messes, and he always complied, no arguments, always obeying his mother, as all good sons do, and that meant he’d clean up his messes with her, no arguments, always obeying her, as all good boyfriend’s do.
