I had never been good at handling any of those: arguments, discussions, or women.She coughed slowly and brought me back to reality. I set the yacht to...autopilot, reduced the speed and walked over to my new companion. She was clothed in a bedraggled collection of soaked rags. Everything was torn, everything was dirty, it was hard to tell what kind of garment it had once been.I was never good at handling people. I grew up without my family: they left me nothing but money, not even memories. Well,. I licked all around the large, bulbous, dark purple head and then I kissed it all over as he had ordered. I bent lower and licked and kissed his balls. Then I returned to kissing his cock.He watched me for a few minutes and then he said, "Let's see how much of it you can get in your mouth bitch. I hear you can deepthroat. I've always wondered what that was like."I gasped and looked up at his smiling face. He said, "Come on, bitch. If you won't do it for me I can always go home and get my dog.. To Linaker's right a small flight of steps led down to a small room. A group of rough looking men were playing cards around a table strewn with beer bottles and submerged beneath a thick pall of cigarette smoke. One of the men got up from the table and led Linaker to a lift at the end of the corridor."Fifth floor," the man said, closing the door behind Linaker.Linaker felt a familiar tingle of excitement as he pressed the button and waited for the lift to rattle up to the fifth floor. This was. Her other hand found my balls, softly squeezing and teasing them and I started to thrust my hips back and forth while I held her head. Mom twisted and turned my cock in her hand and she had me on the edge of coming “Mom”The sight of seeing my mom sucking my cock was to much to take and when I felt her tongue flick my cock end, that was it. I started to moan out loud trying to give her notice that I was about to come but this seemed to encourage her more. “Mom”I was helpless to hold back .