More brandy!" The other men waved at him and held up their glasses and cigars so that the waiters would come quickly with crystal decanters and long w...oden matches."The Germans are making a fine mess of it, aren't they?" another man seemed to agree, and I had a difficult time following the discussion anyway. Politics bored me terribly."More champagne." Mr. Reiser told a waiter, and my glass was refilled as we sat together on a sofa near a large fireplace."They make a mess of everything," the. This morning she had woken me. She loved to caress my hair, twisting the long curls in her fingers. It felt good, half awake, my mom’s warm body next to mine while she played with my hair. With her other hand she cupped my scrotum, gently hefting the weight of it in her warm hand. I loved it when she held my balls. I almost always woke up with an erection, and the attention she gave me quickly caused my dick to tent the bedcovers. Finally she spoke. “Good morning, sweetie.” “G’morning, mom,” I. Maggie this is my friend Tony." "Hi Tony, I'm happy to meet you," she said. "Hey Maggie likewise, as Ken has told me a lot about you, and now I finally get to meet you." Well everyone stepped inside and Ed asked the guy if they would like a beer. Ed got one for all of them, and also fixed a drink for Maggie, as she doesn't like beer that much. They visited and talked about the garage sales that Ken and Tony had been to that day, and all of the stuff that they had seen and had bought. So they. ..that 'no mummy, my hand isn't near the candy' look. She blushed thinking, Jayde, not a very good analogy, girl. When I get off this damn phone I am going to.... God, the phone! She had no idea what the caller had been telling her. She wanted to scream.Slowly his fingers continued, reaching the warm, damp fabric between her legs. Gently he rubbed the fabric, pressing it between the swollen lips of her sex. Her body began to move almost involuntarily in rhythm with his fingers. The longer he.