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Mama's Boy ! ... (based on what she told me)
Mama's Boy ! ... (based on what she told me) Bobby, held his girlfriend's waist and slowly opened the door to his dark, silent home. Bobby was a tall, good looking 35 man. He was intelligent and had a great job as a Security Guard at the local mall. Looking at him, you would never know that he was born without 8 of his fingers. He was also missing a large portion of his tongue. Birth defects to be sure - but challenges that Bobby faced - head on. And yet, he lived with his doting mother, who did everything for him. She washed his clothes for him and cooked for him and cut his food up into little pieces for him and tied his shoes for him - sometimes . In fact, she often, did things for him, that he was perfectly capable of doing for himself. Yet, he always let his mother help him, whenever she wanted to. Bobby was a grown man, but he had some issues - that he was working through. Bobby and his girlfriend, walked into the dimly lit living room. There was no sign of his mother. She must be asleep, they both thought. The coast was clear. Bobby's girlfriend, Deborah was a beautiful, slim and sultry twenty nine brunette, who had been waiting for this moment for months now. She knew they were heading upstairs to Bobby's bedroom and she was trembling with anticipation. Slowly, they tiptoed up the creeky stairs. Bobby led Deborah into his dark bedroom and commanded her to take her clothes off and lie on his bed. She did as she was told. Bobby bundled up her clothes, sniffed her panties, and put everything into a neat pile on an empty chair next to the dresser. He blindfold Deborah with a silk scarf , and then, took off his own clothes. The bed creaked as he lay down beside her. They could both feel the heat of each other's bodies, as skin touched skin. They were both ready. He was as hard as he could be, and she was already moist and her pussy was throbbing. Blindfolded and naked, she spread her legs and waited impatiently on the bed, in the dark. The only sound she heard, was her own heart beating and their breathing, as they inhaled, then exhaled each other's scent. "Bobby! Pleasure me with your hands. Touch me ", she finally pleaded. The bed rustled and squeaked and she soon felt a pair of warm, soft, palms , gently massaging her breasts and body and thighs until her nipples were erect and her vagina began tingling. Her dripping, hot juices, flowed in tiny, tiny rivlets down along and out of her pussy and into the crack of her bum. "Oh Bobby. Touch me with your thumbs !", Deborah sighed and moaned softly. The bed squeaked and rustled again, and she immediately felt a plump digit gently enter her wet vagina. She felt that familiar inexorable tingling as her engorged clitoris was expertly and deftly played with and stroked and teased until stars, filled her covered eyes and her knees began to twitch. "Oh Bobby!" She moaned again, as she arched her hips and tilted and rolled her head back, deeply into the soft pillow. Her pussy and her spine and her whole body and every part of her skin, tingled. She would be unable to withstand this unbearable and heavenly much longer. Her mind and body were in ecstasy, and on fire and her loins and wet throbbing vagina ached for that familiar release - only a convulsing, mind<b> numbing </font></b>orgasm could provide. "Oh Bobby. Baby... please, please! Use your mouth. Please make me cum!", she begged, as her toes curled and uncurled and her legs and knees shivered and quivered. The bed rustled and creaked again as Bobby shifted next to her. Suddenly - she heard the unfamiliar and thundering voice of what could only be, Bobby's mother, bellowing, right, beside her. "Bobby... move over, damn it! I can't REACH her from HERE !" ©July 2018 Paul P. ........................................................................................................................................... Have you ever dated a Mama's Boy? Do you help your out or do you let them work things out for themselves ? Your comments are most welcome.. . . ................................................................... . . ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O |
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I've never walked in on my kids while they played and my parents never walked in on me either - thank goodness. I do spoil my kids whenever I can. I don't think they mind... Lol ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Oh wow I kind of seen that coming, and it was so hot up until the point where his mom chimed in. And OH HELL NO that's not happening in my world!! Great story though I did enjoy it and it did make me giggle out loud..
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Uh, yeah. I did once walk in on my youngest, his senior year in high school, he was about to get a blow job. Luckily, all I saw was his bare ass. LMAO. I love to do things for my kids, but I also let them make their own way. It's my job as their mama to make sure that they are self sufficient. "Sometimes the most productive thing you can do is relax." – Mark Black
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Paulxx001 replies on 7/2/2018 8:44 pm: Eeeee. Did the girl hide? Yes... You're right. We have to help our kids become self sufficient. Thanks for dropping by. Oh, they'd been dating about a year by then, so she was a regular visitor...it was weird for awhile. "Sometimes the most productive thing you can do is relax." – Mark Black
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This was supposed to be a humours piece... Lol. I don't know how funny it is, but I laughed when I wrote it... Oh well... ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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Lol. Not the expected outcome Deborah nor your readers anticipated. Never walked in on my kids. However, one time I was cleaning my son’s room and found some condoms. At first, I was shocked! Then I was happy and relieved he was being responsible.
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So my Tuesday morning began with a laugh!! Thanks for a titillating Tuesday Mother's are mot always predictable (Virtual Symposium Group) use Virtual Symposium Group
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Paulxx001 replies on 7/2/2018 11:40 pm: Lol... I have 2 daughters. I hope never to walk in on them. Lol... Not that there is a double standard or anything... Yep... Yeah...I'm glad that was my only incident. In order to prevent any other such issues when my middle moved home after college, I had a conversation with him after he started dating someone new. I let him know that she didn't have to sneak out in the middle of the night. I was worried that they would try to be sneaky and have sex downstairs and I'd walk in. I figured if they knew there was no problem if she was there, then they'd keep it in his room. Must have worked...I never walked in on them. "Sometimes the most productive thing you can do is relax." – Mark Black
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Thanks for the help.... Really appreciate your input. I would love to in PUT something into you ! We would both smile ....... and my Mother would not be there ! ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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