It was sad to see Mom so fretful. She fussed and huffed. She stewed and brewed. It was all because she felt the need to pick one of two boyfriends. Mom is monogamous. In a big way and I can see the advantage to this. If you like to fuck and you trust your partner, you can fuck all day without anything but friction to get in the way. Mom, being a very good mom, likes keeping bugs off her. She hates the bastards. And who doesn't? "What do you mean you have clap?" Words Mom does not want to hear. Especially nowadays with things a hell of a lot worse than a sick dick.
Mom liked the other one, John, younger, a neat freak but sex was never tried and difficult to get to try because the jerk never stopped talking about how his ex fucked him over. Boring.
The other one has Basque blood, older, and very nice. Now, most people think, 'Gee, the guy is a hot blooded Spaniard type with a big fucking dick that wants to play all the time and is nice on top of it.' But not Mom. No, she's not use to being treated nice. Doesn't feel comfortable for her and yet, I really do think, that having a big dick to suck on will eventually get her over the idea that someone would like to treat her well and what kind of guy would want to do that with her? Imagine, having someone in your corner who thinks you're great too. Hard for Mom and yet she seems to be accepting the fact the guy is a nice guy too.
I told her, "Look, a big dick on a guy that knows how to use it can take care a lot of bad habits. So the guy is nice, so he's use to busing his own table. Let him. He's has a big fuckin' dick. And he pays for dinner and the movie? Get use to it, instead of wondering what kind of straight dude would be nice to you and why doesn't he treat you like shit. Think of how good that dick is gonna feel once you get home. Just put up with being treated nice, we all have our cross to bear."
Mom, you gotta love her and we all do.
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