Arewe very clear little purse-sissy?"With tears in my eyes, why was I crying again, this was totally out ofcontrol. "Yes ma'am I understand, but I th...ught you said you loved me,all of that sounds so mean." Now I was actually sobbing, I'm sure thatpeople could hear but at the moment I didn't care. "I want to squirtagain and cuddle with you and be friends, can we do that, please ma'am." No honey, there will be very little squirting in your future. If I amgoing to be honest with you I don't. With no response needed, they both stand up and kiss, J tasting his sweet precum in L's saliva their lips and tongues press together. L separates her lips from J's and moves around him until J's back is to the door and his hard, wet cock is pressed firmly against her arse, forming a damp patch on her tights. He places his hands on her thighs, sliding them slowly up her legs and underneath her dress, his palms running up her arse, squeezing as they continue their journey upwards. As her reaches. “Ah” I heard from above… and I felt something warm and viscous hit my tonsils…and then I tasted it. My God I loved that taste. Like your first beer your first cum load is always your baseline for comparison. Somehow I let myself slip off the seat and found myself on my knees trying to drain every drop of that sweet jism out of his slippery cock. Before I had finished him off dad grabbed my head and drew himself back from my swirling tongue. I saw that Dad’s eyes were to the right because he. Suddenly mom says, "Rajat, whydon't you tie your hair back? Its bothering you." "Will you help meplease?" Rajat said without turning back, engrossed in his creation.Without hesitation, mom goes out and gets a hair brush and a tie. Shegoes behind Rajat and tells him to continue and starts brushing hishair. Rajat carries on painting. I don't notice till Rajat turns around.Mom had braided his hair in a single plait while parting his hair in themiddle. I softly giggled. He looked adorable.His hair.