I was from Titusville and my mom’s name was Sue.Trying to remain calm, I said, “I lived in Titusville for a while. What was Sue’s last name?”“Miller,” he replied. Gay sex It was fun, but fucking her was awesome. I liked him in more ways than one, secretly wanting to get him in bed. My mother had been killed in an accident when I was young and my dad worked hard to provide for the two of us. Sue and I had fooled around with me fingering her pussy and her jerking my cock. Then upon returning to campus, a close bud was studying forensics, and I gave him the container of Tom sperm marked ‘A’ and a sample of mine marked ‘B’, asking him to get his professor to check them and see if there was any form of a match.He was a graduate student that I was having sex with and I filled him in on my suspicions and the story Tom had told me, saying it was from a frequent partner, and that the sperm sample was from him.A week later, as I was sucking him off in his apartment, he said, “Hey, Mark, you know those samples you brought me?”Almost choking on his hot cock, I paused and said,
