As quietly as possible, I stood up and retreated back to my room. At the time I didn't know exactly why, but the front of my pajama bottoms was wet an... sticky. I lay in my bed that night, thinking about everything that I had witnessed and what it meant. 'The guys in school were right; my Mom is a whore.' And everything seemed to fall into place.After that, I spent less and less time at home. By the time I entered high school, I had a part-time job at night and was doing odd jobs, and fixing. ‘Don’t stop, it feels so good.’ she whispered to me. I bent over slightly and placed a tiny kiss on the base of her neck. I slowly kissed my way up her neck to her earlobe which I took between my lips and lightly flicked with my tongue. Her head was cocked to one side and a tiny gasp escaped her lips. My hands were moving slowly down her back, kneading and caressing the soft, supple skin along the way. I continued to gently kiss and nibble her neck and earlobe. I tell you, if I’d died at that. More

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