How?”
“Well, we ran into each other and he asked how your father was liking Chicago, so I ended up telling him the truth. Indian sex Rachel appeared behind my eyelids, the image of her eyes looking up at me with my prick held tightly between her lips. I started stroking myself slowly, relaxing. I needed a way to come to her and let her know that I wanted to have sex, without completely freaking her out and having her tell my dad, or sending me to therapy. But the idea of coming home and having a woman there who just drops to her knees and starts sucking my cock was tantalizing. I had been waiting down the street, watching for Mike’s dad, Tony, to leave. I was happy for her. So if it’s not pent up sexual needs that drew me towards my mother, then what was it?
