Member Article:I Can't Make It Without Mom's Ass Post Your Comment

hombrecarinoso 74 M
231  Articles
Don't like So so Good Very Good Excellent

What do you think?

 

I Can't Make It Without Mom's Ass

4/24/2006

I couldn't believe it; my mom's ass looked like
some kind of perfect heart. Each round, succulent cheek
was separated from the other by a half-inch gap which greedily
swallowed her panties into her crack.


*********


My hands were shaking. The knot in my stomach was a constant
reminder of what I had to do if I was ever going to be sane again...



She, who is my mother, was sitting on the couch reading one
of her many romantic novels, oblivious to my pain. Before
I get into my problem allow me to describe what has been torturing
me for the past five years: My mother is what I would call
cute and pretty. She's a natural beauty who never needs
more than a little make- up to enhance her beautiful hazel
eyes or her plump, red lips. Her straight, chestnut hair
has blonde streaks which makes her look younger than her
forty-one years.


The best part of her, though, which is also the source of
my pleasure and pain, was her round, bubble butt. Every
time she walks around the house in her panties, my mouth
instantly waters at the sight of her plump cheeks which
roll out and around with each step that she takes.


From where I stood in the kitchen, I could see that she was
wearing her sexy, pink panties today with a white t-shirt
that hugged her ample jugs. Her nipples stood at attention,
teasing me to come suck them through their confines. Her
thick, toned legs were folded under her like one of those
playmates from the seventies posing in sexy lingerie.



I was trying to gather up my nerve to walk over and let her
know how much I needed her mouth-watering ass. But before
I do that, let me tell you what brought me to the state I'm
in now.


When I was eighteen, I first noticed what a woman's
body could do to a young teen. I was in the dining room and
I had just finished my sandwich. I was going up to the second
floor bathroom to pee and wash up before going to listen
to some music. When I got there, the door was slightly ajar;
I heard the bath water running in the tub. I figured my mom
was preparing for a nice soak. So, I thought I still had enough
time to do my business and leave her alone.


Nothing could prepare me for what I was about to see when
I opened the door: There, resting her knees on the lip of
the tub, was my mother scrubbing the wall. Every move of
her arm would jiggle her sweet panty covered ass, side-to-side.
I didn't want to stare but I couldn't help it. I
began to feel funny all over, from my head down to my cock.



I couldn't believe it; my mom's ass looked like
some kind of perfect heart. Each round, succulent cheek
was separated from the other by a half-inch gap which greedily
swallowed her panties into her crack. When she moved down
toward the bottom of the tub, her panties would ride up her
crack revealing more of those mouth watering mounds. I
could actually make out a few stray hairs here and there,
which only made my cock harder than it already was.


I stood there, unmoving, as if in a deep trance. My mouth
went dry and my hands began to tremble. My immature brain,
at the time, couldn't make sense of the feelings that
overcame my body. After staring another couple of seconds,
I quietly made my way out and left with the image of that amazing
ass burned into my mind.


From there on, I began to take notice of my mother's
ass and of asses in general. Every time I did this, my mouth
would always become dry and my hands would start to tremble,
not to mention my cock becoming really hard. It wasn't
until the following year when I turned eighteen that I knew
what I wanted in life, aside from a career that is. What I
wanted--no needed, more than anything in the world, was
to fuck my mother's ass. Initially, I felt bad for having
these sick thoughts about my mother, but I guess lust and
love quickly destroyed any feelings of doubt.


When I got home from school the next day, I was so excited
about jerking-off that in no time at all, I stripped down
and pulled on my cock to images of mom's plump ass being
ravaged by my hard shaft. In less than ten seconds I was spewing
my cum all over the sheets of my bed. I wanted to do it again,
but I was too drained. It was the most powerful orgasm I ever
had. So instead, I cleaned up and took a long nap before dinner.



After I had eaten, I went to my room and jerked-off again
since I still felt somewhat refreshed after my nap. I jerked-off
one more time until I fell into a blissful sleep dreaming
of my mother's ass in the bathroom while she scrubbed
away.


After a few weeks of doing this, my mind began to fail me:
I started to become withdrawn and depressed since I knew
mom would never allow me to have her in that way. I no longer
hung out with my buddies after school or talked with anyone
except relatives that would come by to visit. Who would
believe it, a depressed eighteen year old son who wanted
to fuck his mother's ass! I was withdrawn socially
and I could only put it down to wanting my mother.


My mother noticed my sulking and began to worry. She kept
pressing me to tell her my problems but I wouldn't budge.
She made it clear that if I ever needed to talk to her about
anything at all, she would always be there to listen. I really
felt bad putting my mom through this, but I didn't know
what to do, until now. So, here I am, nineteen, nervous as
hell and ready to go talk to her about my problem.


I want to state for the record that I'm only doing this
out of concern for my mental health rather than for the sex.



Out of pain and desperation, my feet started to move on their
own, toward the sofa.


She saw me approaching and gave me a big smile which made
my heart melt. I knew she loved me--her pride and joy, but
I loved her more than just as a mother.


"Mom."


"Yes dear, " she sweetly said.


"Mom, remember how you said I could talk to you about
what's been bothering me for the past couple of months."



She perked up at the fact that I finally wanted to discuss
my feelings. If she only knew what those feelings were.



"Ahuh. Do you wanna talk now, sweetie?"


I shook my head and sat down next to her on the sofa. I looked
down at the rug for a couple of seconds before saying anything.
This gave me the time to collect my thoughts. I was way to
nervous to look at her eyes.


"Alex, look at me."


"Mom, please don't ask me to look at you right
now. This is harder to do than you can ever know. Just promise
me that you'll let me finish what I have to say, no matter
what."


"Of course I will, honey."


I took a deep breath to control my trembling hands. My mother
noticed this and cupped my hands into hers to calm me down
enough to speak.


"It's okay honey, just say what's on your
mind. Okay."


"Okay, mom."


I forced myself to look into her eyes and began to blurt out
everything, from when I saw her cleaning the bathroom that
day to how I'd endlessly masturbate thinking of her
lovely ass.


"Mom, you can't imagine how long it has taken
me to find the courage to talk about this. Please don't
judge me or tell me I need to go see a shrink.


"Don't be silly. Lots of boys are attracted to
their mothers though not as passionately as you are, I'm
guessing."


"Well, you may change your mind once you hear my request.
I need to ask you this huge favor...I need...Mom, you've
gotta understand that I don't think I'll be able
to grow up a normal adult without your help."


"I promised not interrupt so just tell me how I can
help you get over this."


"Mom...mom I need to have your ass. I mean, I need to
have anal sex with you."


I didn't want to use crude language in front of my mother
at the time; I guess I could've said, I need to fuck your
juicy ass, but that's totally wrong especially if
your asking for a huge a favor like the one I just laid on her.



"What!" Her eyes went wide with shock. She had
this look like I just told her I only had one day to live.


"I can't believe what you just said to me."



I went back to staring at the rug, waiting for the slap that
would send me into oblivion. My hands began to tremble again.



"You want to go to bed with your own mother? Me!"



I simply shook my head up and down while staring at the floor.



"Alex, look at me right now."


For some reason, I couldn't move. It was like my brain
did a lock down or something. She gently clasped her left
hand under my chin and steered my head toward her.


"Son, how can I do something like that with you and
how could you ask such a thing of me! This is so surreal. I
can't even think right now. Alex, baby--just go to
your room and we'll talk tonight after supper. I need
to think about what you've just said. I'm not mad
at you, but I'm certainly not happy either. I need time
to think about what I'm going to do about your problem."



I went up stairs to my room feeling flushed from nervousness
and embarrassment for what I'd just done. It felt good
getting it off my chest, yet at the same time, I also felt
mad at myself for coming clean with my problem and for being
cursed. Why did this have to happen to me. I didn't go
looking for her ass, I mean, were there other boys out in
the world going through what I was going through or was I
the only one suffering.


Mom made a nice dinner that night and we mostly ate it in silence.
I thought she was mad at me. I really couldn't blame
her if she was. But I guess this is what I get for screwing
things up between us.


When I finished cleaning the dishes, I made my way up to my
room and lay on my bed looking at the ceiling and thinking
about what I had done earlier today. A soft knock broke me
from my reverie. It was my mother asking me to come to her
bedroom. When I got there, I didn't know what to expect:
was she going to send me away to the funny farm or send me to
live with my aunt. She was sitting on the edge of her bed looking
at me with a seriousness I have never seen before. She patted
the mattress. I sat down and began playing with my hands
while looking down at her cute dainty feet.


"Alex, what you asked me today, no son should ask of
his mother. I understand the mental and physical pain you
must be going through, and I want to let you know that we will
work this out."


"Mom, I..." She raised a hand to silence me.



"Let me finish, baby."


"Okay, mom."


"I must admit I was taken aback when you told me how
much you needed my butt. I haven't seen such passion
from a man for my derriere in quite a long time. Your father
was the same way when it came to my...uhm, ass."


Just hearing her say "butt" and "ass"
had my cock growing into granite.


"He had to have me that way at least three or four times
a week. It wasn't easy for me in the beginning to take
him back there, but after enough practice, it became almost
automatic for me to take your father in that way. Do you understand,
Alex?"


"Wow! I can't believe your telling me this about
you and dad."


"Well, it's not easy and it's something
very private and under normal circumstances, I would never
share something so intimate with my own son. But, you had
the courage to open up to me, and I feel I should do the same."



"But, what are we going to do, mom?"


"I don't know for now. Just hang in there and give
me the week to think about this some more."


"Okay mom. Mom..."


"Yes."


"I really love you."


"I love you too, baby."


I got up and gave her a kiss goodnight and went to my room.
I was feeling a little better that she didn't freak
out or tell me she was going to send me to my aunts or something.



Sleep didn't come easy that night. When it finally
did, I dreamt of my mother on her hands and knees resting
on a bright, silver platter presenting her luscious ass
cheeks to me for my consumption. I bit into her plump cheeks
until I almost tore the skin. It was then I awoke with a raging
hard on ready to pierce my jockeys. During the week, I, for
the most part, stood out of her way so she could think about
my proposal. I really hoped she would help me by offering
her sweet ass to me. It was torture waiting for her to make
up her mind.


Then, on Friday night, she called me down to the living room
to sit with her on the sofa.


"Honey, I've been giving what you said some serious
thought; I know finding a woman to take care of your needs
wouldn't work because I think it's something
more than just sex for you."


"Yeah."


"That's what I thought." She said.


"You did?"


"Yes, what mother doesn't know her boy. Look,
This isn't easy for me, but I've decided to meet
you half way."


"What do you mean, half way'?" I asked questioningly.



"What I mean is, I'll let you play with it, you
know, my ass."


"I don't know what you mean, mom."


"You can touch it, smell it, whatever you want, but
you may not penetrate me. I draw the line there. I can't
have my own son put his thing into my bottom. That wouldn't
be right and it's bad enough that I'm allowing
you to do this to me. It's against the law. If anyone
ever found out about this, I'd be thrown in jail and
you'd end up in foster care or at your aunts."



"Mom, I would never tell a soul. Honest." This
was not what I was hoping for but I figured it was better than
nothing and at least it would let me have some of her sweet
ass even though it was under her terms.


"You understand this is not something pleasurable
for me. I'm only doing this in hopes of getting you back
to normal. By the way, only my panties are to come off. Do
you understand?"


"I guess." I said sadly.


"Don't feel so down. If you really want to, we
can start right now. What do you say."


She reached over and ruffled my hair the way moms like to
do. My cock got painfully hard just thinking about what
I was going to do to her gorgeous ass.


She told me to give her a few minutes before coming into her
bedroom. I watched as my mom, or rather her big, juicy ass,
climbed the stairs while each cheek deliciously swayed
from side to side.


After waiting for more than five minutes, I went up the stairs
to her bedroom and stopped by the door. The door was slightly
ajar like the bathroom door was when I was eighteen when
I caught her scrubbing the wall. I wondered if she did that
intentionally to get me to remember that erotic incident.
Probably not. Anyway, I slowly pushed her door open with
my sweaty palm. The view inside steadily became wider as
the door opened more.


Finally, the goddess called mom was waiting for me in the
center of her bed. My breath caught in my throat when I saw
her on her hands and knees. I felt my blood rise to my face
as my heart beat faster. Sweat formed on my forehead and
my mouth went dry. That familiar shaking of my hands started
again as I stared with big eyes. I couldn't believe
what I was seeing.


In the center of the bed, my mom was waiting on her hands and
knees with her thonged ass in the air. When she caught my
eye, she lowered herself on to her elbows while resting
the side of her face on her forearms. This move increased
her arch even more which really brought out her plump heart-shaped
ass.


I think my mouth was getting wet because I had to stop a bit
of drool from escaping the corner of my mouth. I shuffled
over to her touching the side of the bed with my knees. I tried
to take in her scent from where I stood, hoping her ass musk
would reach my nostrils from this distance. Instead, only
her sweet perfume licked my nostrils which made my cock
feel like it was about to tear a hole in my shorts.


She was wearing white thongs which looked so sexy against
her lightly tanned skin. The top strap bit into her juicy
hip making it pop out, wanting to be squeezed and kneaded
while the back rode deep into her crack coming into contact
with the one hole I longed to be in.


"It's okay honey. Come up on the bed behind mommy."



She noticed the bulge in my shorts as I climbed on the bed
next to her. The view was even better from the rear as I got
to truly appreciate those soft, doughy globes of her ass.
She looked over her shoulder with a smile and said I could
begin but I was not to touch her anywhere else since this
was for my mental health and not for my pleasure. If she only
knew.


With shaking hands I reached out to palm the round flesh
I hungered for all these years. The feeling was indescribable,
at least to this nineteen year old. The difference between
her cool soft panties and her warm soft flesh sent a charge
straight down to my already stiff cock.


I slowly moved my hands around her soft ass, kneading, pinching,
and pulling it like dough. After a few minutes of this, I
moved my face down to take in her sweet smell. Her lovely
cheeks surrounded my face and warmed my skin as I deeply
inhaled her natural fragrance. I sniffed like a like a boy
possessed. Her ass had a faint underarm smell to it, but
I wasn't complaining, in fact, her scent drove me to
another level of savage lust and desire.


It was time now. I reached up and grasped the sides of her
panties, slowly pulling it down over her curves as it hugged
her round heart-shaped ass. I stopped just under her bottom
cheeks. This made her ass bubble out even more if that was
possible. Man! What a sight it was. I reached up and pried
her cheeks wide apart which caused her pussy lips to come
apart revealing her pink interior. She gasped at this.



"Are you okay mom?" I earnestly asked.


"Fine dear, just wasn't expecting that."



Her puckered hole was absolutely perfect unlike some of
those women in those raunchy magazines who either had assholes
that look destroyed or had nasty birthmarks on them. Not
this queen of asses, though. She had a nice pink shade that
covered the straight ridges which began from the center
of her hole and ended right on the outer edge of her circle.



I continued to deeply inhale her scent and then decided
to go in for a kiss. As my lips came into contact with her rosebud,
her sphincter twitched, sending me into a lustful rage.
I attacked and slobbered all over that puckered hole of
hers, licking, sucking, and scraping down the center with
my front teeth.


She moaned as I devoured her little star, lapping away,
knowing no end to this feast. I felt like a shark on a feeding
frenzy with its eyes rolled back revealing its whites.
I kept sucking at her asshole for what must've been
a good twenty minutes hoping to bring it out to the size of
her nipple if I could. When I was done eating, the little
pink grooves stood out engorged with blood. It looked very
red and raw at the same time. I felt her crinkly hole beckoning
me to softly glide the tip of my tongue over each individual
ridge to sooth away her soreness.


During this time of devouring my mother's asshole,
my cock felt like it was ready to split its skin. It was so
damn hard. I desperately needed to feel her tight channel
around my throbbing member, milking my balls of all their
juice, but, I knew fucking her was a no, no. I couldn't
stop now; I was too close to my goal. I just had to have her
ass, but I also needed a plan and fast!


Then it hit me like a shit load of bricks, I'll tell her
I want to gently probe her sphincter with my fingers. And
while I'm doing that, I'll ask her if it's
alright for me to stick my thumb in her ass since its a bit
fatter than my other fingers. When its time to use my thumb,
I'll insert my cock instead. They're both about
the same width with my cock being bigger of course. I know
it sounds like bad planning on my part but you have to remember
something, I'm desperate.


"Mom, can I put my fingers in you?" I asked as
sweetly and politely as I could. She took a moment to think
about that. I was almost sure she was going to deny me when
she said:


"Okay, but just a little. First, go to the bathroom
and get the Vaseline from the medicine cabinet. I need to
be lubricated before you do any probing."


I beamed with happiness. I really began to think that this
just might work, if I don't screw anything up until
then. I raced off to the bathroom and grabbed the small jar
of goop and was back behind her upturned ass in under a second.
I dipped my middle finger and scooped out a large glop and
gently applied it to her raw hole, moving around in circles
to get her used to the feeling.


After doing this for some time I noticed her sphincter didn't
contract as much as it did before, which I took as my cue to
gently insert my lubed finger into her burning asshole.
I pushed in slowly as her puckered hole began sucking my
finger deep into her forbidden depths.


It was so damn sexy to watch but nothing prepared me for what
happened next: when I began to pull my finger back, her sphincter
obscenely grabbed on to my finger and came out about a good
half-inch. This time the drool escaped my mouth and fell
to the mattress. I had seen this in magazines but it seemed
only a very few women had this ability. Her words broke me
out of my fixation.


"You're staring at how my asshole pulls out,
aren't you. Your dad was fascinated by that for some
reason. It must be a guy thing. I guess like father, like
son."


"It's so unbelievably sexy, mom. Your beautiful."



"Why thank you, Alex."


I almost came seeing this sight when I did it a couple of times,
so I looked at the bed spread to calm myself down a little
before a geyser erupted in my shorts. It wasn't time
for my big finale, yet. I pushed back in half way just to pull
back and watch that spectacle again. I couldn't take
it anymore.


I decided the next time I pulled my finger out, I was going
to replace it with my throbbing cock. I slowly inched my
finger out while, at the same time, releasing my cock from
my drawers. I moved the tip to where my finger had been and
rubbed around her rosebud.


Man! The feeling was beyond belief. Pre-cum was leaking
from my cockhead which I smeared all over her tight hole.
I wanted her to still believe it was my finger doing all the
rubbing. After I felt it was too much, I told her I was going
to push my thumb in her ass. Instead, I pushed the head of
my cock in real slow and ready to hold her hips if she decided
to struggle, which I knew she probably would.


I pushed in a little more and she gasped but said to go slow.
Looking down at my uncut cock, I could see the skin pulling
back from the pressure of getting into her sweet ass. As
I pushed in more, the bulbous head of my dick came out of its
sheath into the open, revealing its angry head. The veins
on my cock stood out like they were going to pop under the
strain.


After a few more seconds of penetration, the head finally
lodged itself into the ring of her tight asshole almost
making me spill my juice into her rectum. I was trying my
best not to cum until I could bottom out deep into her bowels.
I knew once my thighs mad contact with hers, the game would
be up, so I took it nice and slow pushing in another inch.
Then another. She grunted when I cleared her ring but didn't
tell me to stop. I took that as a good sign.


I now had at least three of my six inches of meat packed into
her round, bubble butt. I used my left had to pry her cheek
to the side watching her sphincter stretch away from the
side of my hard cock. This had the effect of loosening her
muscles up and letting me in quicker. I would've used
my other hand to help but then she would start to question
what was really in her ass. Not a good plan. I pushed in another
two inches and thought it was time to pull back before our
thighs came into contact.


Her sphincter really stretched out with my cock this time
until only my head was in her warm sleeve. I then reversed
my direction and pushed in but with more force to get a rhythm
going. I loved how her tight, pink hole clamped around my
stiff pipe drawing me closer to that long awaited end. I
picked up the pace since I knew it wouldn't be long now.
My cock plunged to the base making our thighs come into contact.



I didn't mean for that to happen, but at this point,
I was too far gone to have cared if she found out that I was
fucking her with my cock instead of my thumb. In fact, I wanted
her to know it was her son plowing that sweet ass of hers.
This way I could sink in the last inch of my cock and finally
close the gap between us. I wanted to feel those warm cheeks
resting up against my thighs as I hammered into her buttery
hole.


When she felt my hands grip her by the hips, she didn't
make the connection until it was too late. She made an attempt
to move forward but my iron grip kept her in place. My mom
struggled a little more but I guess she realized it was just
better to let me have my way with her. She made this sexy moan
every time my heavy balls slapped her pussy lips. After
awhile I began to feel something sticky and wet form on the
front of my nut sacks.


I looked down as my cock sawed in and out of her pink hole and
noticed a thick string of her juice stretch from her pussy
to my balls each time I pulled out to my head. Knowing that
I was responsible for making my hot mother wet made my balls
twitch out of control. I knew I only has seconds before I
blew my load into her ass. She made one final attempt to get
me not to fuck her anymore:


"Uh! Alex."


She tried to talk but I was pile-driving her so hard, the
air left her lungs.


"Uh! You tricked me. Uh! I'm your mother; you're
not supposed to fuck me. Oh! How can you do this to me? Why,
uh! Alex? Why?"


"I...couldn't help...uh! help it, mom. I need
you so bad. I need this ass."


I couldn't talk anymore; the portion of my brain that
operated on instinct took over. All reasoning was gone.
I was reduced to the level of a Neanderthal. I became a savage
bent on tearing her ass apart!


Her sphincter muscles began to twitch out of control. I
knew it was only a matter of seconds before I would be coating
the walls of her bowels with my potent cream. I pried both
halves of her plump cheeks far apart. Her sphincter stretched
so wide I thought it would tear at any moment.


Just then, I heard a deep groan come from my mother's
lips. She had that look women have when they're ready
to give birth. Suddenly, her groan turned into a loud scream
which took me by surprise. Her slim fingers clutched the
sheets until the whites of her knuckles showed through.
At that moment, I felt a warm liquid spray onto my balls.
It felt like pee more than anything else. I glanced down
and realized my mother was cumming. And really hard, too.
She squirted her love juice all over my balls and thighs.



This sent me over the edge. I pounded her sexy ass for about
six strokes until I felt the beginning of my load make its
way up my cock-shaft. I told her to get ready as my cockhead
jerked and swelled, unleashing my scalding cream into
my pretty mother's ass. I yelled as I pumped load after
load deep into her bowels.


"Ahh! Ahh! Ahhhhh! Oh mommy I can't stop, you
feel so good." I thought my cum would stop but it kept
on coming like a hose, until my balls felt completely drained
of their contents.


The feeling was so intense that I almost passed out until
I gulped some air into my lungs and my vision returned to
normal.


I felt faint and out of breath and my cock looked as if a fine
layer of skin had been rubbed off. It was raw with a reddish
hue from all the friction it went through. Her ass made a
slurping sound as I pulled my cock out. Her anal hole was
wide open and my cum was sliding down to her pussy. I never
saw anything like it before. It made me want to rim her gaping
hole, which is exactly what I did.


I dove in to slurp at her dilated hole as she caught her breath.
I licked the inner walls of her rectum clockwise then counter
clockwise all the while slobbering copious amounts of
saliva around her abused entrance. I was a starving mad
man licking away at her flesh and giving her the rimming
of her life. She tried to pull away but I held on for dear life.
It was so good, that is, until her hole closed around my tongue
preventing me from moving around.


Since it made sense at the time, I decided butt fuck her with
my tongue until my jaw got tired. She told me to stop with
a hint of anger in her voice. When I didn't relent, she
slammed her lovely ass against my nose stinging the hell
out of it. At that point I knew fun time was over. She told
me to get out of her room as she turned over to sit on her pear-ass.
I noticed her eyes were wet and red from crying. I told her
that I loved her and walked back to my room leaving her sobbing
on her bed.


My mother never allowed me access to her ass again and told
me she was very disappointed in me. I tried to explain my
feelings for her but she wouldn't listen. A few weeks
after the event, she finally came around and we had a much
needed talk. She was embarrassed by the fact that I made
her reveal an intimate part of herself, which was that she
was a squirted.


She explained it only happened when she came really hard.
But, the real thing that bothered her was how I took advantage
of her ass in such a way. I told her lust took over my mind and
that I still loved and respected her. I asked for her forgiveness
with tears in my eyes. I guess I must've reached that
part of her heart only a son could gain access to.


Thinking back on it, she told me it was a small price to pay
if it meant having her son back to normal. I kissed her on
the cheek and told her I would always desire her more than
any other woman. She smiled at that and said she knew but
told me to forget it because it wasn't going to happen.



Oh yeah, I almost forgot: I was grounded for six whole months
for not respecting her wishes. It was harsh but I knew I deserved
it. I'm going to keep trying to win her heart. It's
my mission, whatever it takes!

Post Your Comment | Mark As Favorite

Member Responses Post Your Comment

Members can vote on this response!

Great story, and very well writen.

4/24/2006

Members can vote on this response!

Damn, my cock is still throbbing. I came 3 times.

4/25/2006

Members can vote on this response!

Great story ! Love all the detail...

8/7/2017

Members can vote on this response!

nice well written good job

12/30/2017