I knew it was wrong, preacher Bob had said that gay people were sinners but I figured he wanted me to do it so it must be ok. As I licked the salty, odd tasting nector, preacher Bob said as if he'd read my mind "what your doing isn't gay, it's just a son helping his dad and sons do that for their old dads so now I want you to put your mouth on it and suck and lick as you move your pretty little mouth up and down the length of it". I did as I was told and within minutes, Bob's big cock started jerking in my mouth causing me to have to swallow his thick, hot cum, over and over until he ran out. I loved everything about it, sucking, rubbing his big balls, his cock jerking in my mouth and the wonderful taste and texture of his thick, hot cum. He told me not to tell anybody and we'd do it again. He said my mom wouldn't do that for him and I was more than happy to. He was a very horny man and I sucked him three or four times a week until the last time when he grabbed teen his chest as his big cock pumped out a double sized load and then he died of a heart attack. I couldn't get his pants up so I told the police that I found him like that. They finally got me to admit that I was sucking his dick when he died so the police told my mom that preacher Bob had been molesting me and that his heart gave out while recieving oral sex. Mom apologized over and over to me but I told her pov it was alright and that, I knew I shouldn't be doing it. There was a big scandal and we had to move out of the rectory. Bob had left us nothing so mom had to take a waitress job. We found a small house and I got a part time job at a fast food place to help out. Mom had no skills so she enrolled at a massage school to become a massage therapist and it took her six months to graduate, going part time. She ran an add on Craigslist and had cards printed up. She was so happy and enthusiastic when she handed me one of the cards. It said "MOM'S HAPPY ENDING MASSAGE" and I didn't have the heart to tell her what that meant. She kept her day job and did massages in the evening and we even bought her a used but fancy massage table and set it up in the small extra bedroom. Mom charged $50 an hour and at first it was slow and several men came and asked her for sex or got touchy feely with her. Sometimes if she didn't trust the guy, she would ask me to be in the room and she would tell the customer that I was her student. One big older guy named Ed came every Thursday evening and he would flirt with my mom and occasionally cop a feel but he was basically a good guy. He would strip naked and I would cover his butt or groin and call my mom and she Hardcore would perform the massage. After several sessions, Ed asked "why doesn't your student ever help" causing my mom to panic so I said "I can do your legs if petite you don't mind". Ed said "go for it and you don't have to be gentle with me". I'd watched my mom enough to know the basics so as he lay on his stomach, I did his legs and thighs and mom did his neck, shoulders and back. He told mom that he would double the payment to $100 if I also worked his buttocks. Mom gave me a confused look so I said "sure, we can do that" and I slid the towel off and massaged his butt and thighs. When it was time for him to turn over, I recovered him with the towel and held it as he turned over. My mom is very short so I had made her a wide step stool so she would be higher than the customer. While mom massaged his neck doggystyle and chest, I did the front of his legs and thighs. I could see Ed's cock tenting the towel as I worked his thighs and so did mom. I nodded in yes, I didn't have breath enough to even speak at that moment, in just a few moments mom jumped on me once again and this time she Hardcore did jumped directly on my dick. Wholesome. Julianne gave Evan a smirk. “Sweet. “Morv! Frank smiled. Chapter 2 So he helped her to her feet and they began making their way to the lockers. I doggystyle hoped teen I would enjoy it, pov but I never thought it would be this nice. “See, no need to be a killjoy”, Lee petite said, looking at Reggie. In that white saree she looked a dream. As she drained my load and I came down, she snuggled up beside me and said “Abby and I are going to be exclusive when she comes back”. "How will this work?" This was the end of her struggle. “Well better safe than sorry, can we get a strait jacket and a set of restraints on her please,” he ordered, “And send for the janitor.”