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Click hereHe would examine every inch of her before taking her. They would be making love until the wee hours of the morning. They always did. He loved the way she always wanted him. His lust matched hers. The fact he was with other women didn't seem to matter. They would never reach the pinnacle his mother was to him. She taught him how to be a lover. She taught him older women were the cherished gift for great sex. The lessons she taught him were lessons he was willing to learn. She was his teacher, he was her master though. If a woman wanted a lover he would do anything they asked. He was a man with a reputation for pleasuring females of every age. He loved the older ones they were his passions. Their sensuality made him growl like a dog in heat. His heart belonged to one woman though he knew her as mother.
All mothers and sons should experience such uninhibited love
Poor punctuation my ass! I couldn't get past the second paragraph due to the poor grammar and sentence structure, pure CRAP!
someone who wrote my dearest fantasy dream on the planet... learning from mom before doing sex with someone else.