He started to pace around his room as he thought of all the possible things that could go wrong this evening and paced a bit faster when he switched t... thinking of the things that could go right.If all went according to plan, he would get to have the only woman he had thought about for the past year. Talking through a camera had begun to bore him once he found out that she would be making her way to England, so needless to say he was more than a little frustrated. He wanted nothing more than to. I tore my lips off his and slowly moved down. I pulled his pants and black boxer-briefs down and came face to, well, head with his cock. It was huge. I had never had something so massive inside me. Trying not to look intimidated, I kissed the tip and slowly took it into my mouth. He looked down at me with those eyes and I tried to bob my head up and down, but I knew there was no way I could swallow even half of it. He took my arm and pulled me up. Great, I cant do a decent blowjob and now hes. " What do you mean?" I asked, but deep down knew the answer."Slap her ... and I mean hard. You know what will happen if you fake it."I stepped up to my mother and stood motionless. I stared at Mr. Jackson and saw the resolve in his face. Then I looked at the black woman standing next to him, her eyes wide, her face showing great interest, her gaze darting between my mother and me.Sucking in a lungful of air and letting it out noisily, I pulled my arm back and swung my open palm onto my mother's. Was Michael accepted as the male offspring by your sister?"Stonily, Jeff drank his whiskey and then his face relaxed and he said,"You know, for the most part, he was ignored. My sister had himhomeschooled but, did not take any part in it. Now that I think aboutit, Michael was not anti social, my sister's claim. Rather, he wascloistered, like she was ashamed to have him known in public as herson. He spent most of his time in his bedroom suite, playing videogames and come to think of it, I.