.''the lady walking me down the tablelooking down my cock i a small pink polka white dot cage, a small hearth slapped lock on the side''miss i dont mp...hhhhhh''a strapless cock in my mouththe lady looking at me take it in slapping my arm if i try to reach up''just suck it my cute boy , drool all over it , i want to feel i well suck before i get it on''holding it by the big long cock side my mouth on the other end of the strapless toy''that a good boy, here hold it down for me, get on your. He came to live with my Mom and me when he was just five. Blake's parents were killed in a car accident and he had no other relatives that anyone could find. His mom and my mom had been best friends since they were small and she agreed to take him in and raise him as her own.At the time, my mom and I lived by ourselves, my father never married my mom and he just more or less disappeared right before I was born. So, there's just the two of us, Mom and me, and, when I was four, Blake made it. I can't describe the feeling better than exquisite. I wanted it to continue, but soon ended. She kept me deep within her until I stopped. What lungs she must have to be able not to breathe for such a long time."Shanana, come up here now" I whispered."Unnnmph" was her reply from off to my right. I had guessed wrong, it wasn't Shanana. She lifted her head a little, and then let it drop back down. She was back asleep in a moment. I reached down to touch the head that was still there, licking my. And although I never directly looked at him. I knew that he was looking at me more often then usually. Today in the French class we were watching a movie. All the tables were put together and brought as forward as possible. I kept living the dream. My brother and I sit all the way in the back, and we end up just the two of us in the last row, our tables glued to each other. The movie was boring, I never was a big fan of Obelix and Asterix, plus I didn’t understand the half of it. My body was.