You have to go to school."The next couple of years were difficult ones for Chris. Because he was brightand well-behaved, he did well in class, and his...teachers adored him. But hehad some difficulty fitting in with the other children. So his mother hadbeen pleased with she heard he had been asked to join a group oftrick-or-treaters."Can I go as a girl, mommy? Please? It's just pretend, I know," he pleaded.Chris' mother looked heavenward; she feared reopening feelings in both ofthem she thought. There was some gooey fluid oozing out slowly from it which was smelling a lot - I touched it and the fluid came on my hands I smelled it and it had a real bad odor but it made me horny. She put her hands behind her head and looked at me while I played with her pussy – “I told you it would be the filthiest cunt you would ever eat – I haven’t had a man eat me for so long that I’ve forgotten what it feels like – now be a good boy and clean mommy’s dirty cunt for her”I started to lick the outer rim. Her white thong and white lacy push-up bra are a beautiful contrast to her tanned skin. She is lean, strong and well-manicured. Clearly crafted and maintained with the utmost of care.She looks up into my eyes as I'm drinking her in. "You like?" I nod, with a hungry look. I want it all off and I step forward to make it happen. She puts her hand on my chest, "Not so fast. It's my turn". She steps in and begins to unbutton my shirt. With each button she kisses and sucks on my chest. She un-tucks. ” He was filled with fear. This Bella, whatever she was could control him. “It’s okay I won’t hurt you. My life is linked with yours. Besides those pills muddled your brain. That would make for a horrible living environment.”“Now it’s complaining about appropriate living environment.” Skeptical he tried to make sense of this whole thing. Nodding he understood it all. “Was it something in the chicken? Did mom cook that night?”Bella grew irritated, “Why don’t you believe me? How about this I will.