But, I also wanted to take my time. Besides my memories, this was the last I had of my mother. I wanted it all to last. I wanted to learn something ne... about her every day, just like I had when she was alive. I knew I didn't have the patience for that... but I just wanted her to last.I opened the diary again. I didn't start reading exactly, I just slowly flipped through the pages. There was more to see that just wasn't written, like more four-leaf clovers, pressed to the pages. My mom had. I pulled the covers back and lay there just watching her at work as she savoured my newly rigid cock again. “Good morning,” she muttered as she removed my cock from her mouth and continued stroking it with her hand, “Did you sleep well? No bad dreams I hope?” and I burst out laughing at her cheeky humour. “No, I had a terrible night” I teased back, “and I dreamed that my cock was being ripped off!” “That was no dream” she responded, “that was little me just keeping you ready for this morning.. She licked everything, leaving nothing untouched. She turned me around and licked my asshole for a while, which surprised me since that's not really the kind of thing you do the first time you're with someone. It was a very pleasant surprise, though.Right when she started really paying attention to my clit and I was getting close to the edge, we heard someone enter the bathroom. I swear, the timing couldn't have been worse. If whoever that was had looked under the stall, she would have seen the. I'd lick the top and then slide my mouth up and down on itStranger: and nip the head gentlyYou: hmmmmmmmmYou: greatStranger: then lick your balls and play with them in my handYou: lovelyStranger: and continue sucking roughly on your cockStranger: And force my mouth further on it, the head sliding down my throatStranger: gagging meYou: ahhhhYou: niceStranger: And I'm moaning and sucking your big dick, slathering it in saliva and making it nice and lubedYou: greatStranger: And tasting every inch.