My sorority sister and I impulsively and tenderly kissed his still-erect bulbous glans and then each other’s lips sharing the residue of his semen o...er our excited tongues. Thank you for the letting me recount the memory of my sorority sister's son. If you enjoyed my memories and wish me to write more, which includes my son, please let me know in the comments and click the thumbs up.After a sorority sister invited me for a week-long out-of-town spring getaway to her home, we discovered over. From the conversations we had at the coffee machine she was certainly happily married and life was all go for her. She'd be telling me how they were going to their weekend home where she, her husband and k**s would be water skiing and jet skiing all weekend. Grilling, drinking and having fun with the neighboring families in the evening, life seemed to be a blast. Although I couldn't say that my life was in the same league it wasn't torture either, OK so I wasn't off to the vacation home every. “Not the Council?” I asked.“No, though they’re aware of some of the restrictions we’ve had put upon us by the Realm Spiritual,” Abi admitted.“Only some?” I asked astonished.“Yes, John. My sisters and I see things that are not meant for mortal eyes. The Higher Powers know this and permit us to exist so long as we do not breach certain rules; rules that I cannot even tell you what they are, so please, my love, don’t ask,” Abi replied.I nodded, I knew what the Higher Powers did to those they. Lovely! A quick sniff and the start of an erection, they are so soft and silky and would feel lovely against my stiff cock. Oh, to hell with it, they have Sal’s essence on them anyway. I wrap it around my tool and stroke gently, the silky material feeling cool and luxurious against the rapidly stiffening cock. I have time before the cleaner arrives, so I stroke harder, my knees begin to wobble and I kneel down on the floor, tip out the laundry basket in front of me, It’s mostly non sexy items.