1. Measuring My Cum - pt3


    Date: 11/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Author: griffen1, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I had barely been able to concentrate on my lessons at college that day. I'd spent much of it with a semi hard- on just thinking about mom wanking me off that evening, and the sight of her in her underwear. By late afternoon, the ache in my balls was more than normal. I needed to cum, big time. When I got back to our house, my heart was beating fast, not knowing quite how things would pan out this evening. Mom's car was parked in the driveway. She was home already she normally got in before me, because of the hours she worked. She was in the kitchen, and called out to me as she heard me come in and slam the door shut. "Jacob, come in here." I walked down the hallway into our kitchen. Mom had her head down mixing something in a bowl. "I've been thinking about our little arrangement," she said, looking up at me, and without any 'Hello' or 'Hi'. "We'll have to organize our evenings so that we have one session as soon as you come in, one just before bedtime and then fit one in somewhere in between depending on what we've both got planned for the evening." I didn't like the tone of her voice. She was in one of her moods it seemed, and it was the last thing I expected or wanted when I got home. "This is all very inconvenient for me Jacob. I hope you appreciate what I am doing for you," she continued, sounding really pissed off. Maybe she had been simmering all day at work, thinking about my problem and what she was having to do to help me. "I do mom," I said, trying not to let ...
    her get to me and appease her. "It's only for a couple of weeks, hopefully," I added. "Are you sure you've not been lying to Dr. Taylor and me about being with a girl and catching something?" she said accusingly. "If I find out after all this that you have, young man," she continued, in a threatening tone. "Honestly, mom, I haven't," I said a little desperately, "I honestly don't know why I've got this... err... problem," I added looking directly at her. She looked at me hard in the eyes from across the room in silence for a few seconds, and then seemed to mellow a little. "Ok, then," she said, more calmly, apparently pacified at my response, and looking back down at the bowl she was stirring. "Are you going to have a shower?" she said in a more relaxed tone, but sounding like she was being made to do a chore. "Yes, mom," I said. I normally had one first thing, when I got home in the evenings. "Well, as we need to get three specimens each evening, I think we can do one first thing when you come home, whilst you are showering. It will save time," she said. My dick became alive as she spoke, despite the fact we had almost argued a moment ago. "Ok," I said, and blushing a little. "I'll... err... leave my bathroom door open for you." "Give yourself a good wash all over, first," she replied, "And then give me a call. I don't want to come in before you've had a chance to clean yourself all over properly," she continued. "Ok, mom" I replied and turned back into the hallway and ran up ...
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