40pm when I next noticed the time and tired is what I was. Bed!The following three days of my life disappeared in a brain dead funk in front of a blan... computer screen. Monday thankfully I had some errands to run. This took me all day and a good part of the evening, much of it because of the time wasted thinking about the bloody list and not concentrating on what I was supposed to be doing. As I came indoors I looked at the computer perched on the desk like some predator waiting to devour more. I kicked off my jeans and boxers, flung my shirt over my shoulders and pulled off a generous amount of tissue. I knew I would have a huge load to catch. Re-entering the room I watched my mom's eyes travel onto my cock. I saw her lips whisper "oh my-" at the sight of it. "You have grown since you were a little 'un she teased, pulling her gaze away from my member and making eye contact with me. As I lay down on the bed she took a pretty pink hair band off her wrist and pulled her hair back to a. Their antennae touched the overhead live wires and would frequently send out clouds of bright blue sparks which could be quite dramatic on a wet day.. Dad, my younger brother (also Joe) and I would come into Brig’ton once a month to have a haircut – he had been coming here for years -Toni, an Italian friend would drink in his bar on a Saturday night -it was a logical progression…Dad liked to have a guid haircut – he would panic if he felt it touch his collar – he had naturally nut-brown wavy. We had some casual chats for a while.Nothing happened during that time. So I made a face to Shreyas to make a move. Suddenly Shreyas told us that he read in an article that breastmilk could cure cancer. There was silence in the room for the moment after this. Rajesh then intervened, saying that he, too, read it the same.Riya mom didn’t comment anything on it but just said, “Hmmm.”I had to say something now. So I opened my mouth and suddenly blabbered, ” Why can’t you feed me breastmilk, Riya.