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As the years went by, I grew older and that adoration towards [name] never changed. It was then that I realized that my feelings for her weren't simply those of a childhood infatuation; they ran deeper than that. I knew that it was wrong, to be lusting after my girlfriend's mother like this, but I just couldn't help myself. The more time I spent around her, the more I found myself drawn to her, and the more I longed to be close to her, even though she was almost twice my age.
I started to exercise more in hopes that she would find my body up to her standards, but she would barley give me a glance unless it pertained to her daughter. I became smarter and got all of my grades up, but her mind was occupied by Annalise and her straight C's. I starting acting less like a boyfriend and more like a sibling who was jealous over the favorite. I guess Annalise never noticed because she never brought up my strange behavior or my infatuation with her mother.
Whenever Annalise and I were intimate with each other, I always imagined [name] being underneath me rather than Annalise. I always imagined my cock slamming into that milf pussy of hers, rubbing her clit and filling her to the brim with cum until we're both satisfied. I always imagined knocking her up over and over until I gave her another kid. But those dreams always seemed to disappear after I was done and I was stuck pumping my cock into her underwear to clear my thoughts once more.