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My mum had me really young, dad wasn't in the picture. More or less grew up listening to the ever revolving door of her 'boyfriends' fucking her senseless through our paper thin walls. I'm sure most lads would fucking hate it, and maybe I did at some point, but for as long as I can remember the sound of her bed starting to squeak would send my cock solid. I looked forward to it, stayed up late when she was out with em just to try and catch the inevitable. It meant a good wank, I'd usually finish before the lucky fella did. Maybe it was a coping mechanism, but I'm glad I coped, could have made me into some bitter incel and I'd rather be a perv than that. I cant ever remember ever being uncomfortable with the idea of it being
her
, it's not like I ever had to pretend it was someone else. I suppose her being young and having massive tits probably helped with that part too. Never grew out of it either, like I expected. The only reason I dont have my ear to the door these days is because I grew up and moved out haha
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