If I got a job there we could find somewhere small and reasonably inexpensive to live a bit further south and both commute.”“But not until I’m a... the RCM.”“Not necessarily. Yes, you need to stay here until you’ve got Grade 8 but do you still need the same voice tutor? I mean that will be your second string at RCM.”Allie nodded. “I need to talk to your mum though.”“Yes, my precious one.”“Toby?”“Yes, my darling?”“I need another kiss.”“Same here.”It was another passionate one but somehow the fact. It's bad enough in English but in Danish it has a hidden meaning ? something like "I'm better than you and your just a doll")."The car broke down and I decided to come home instead of walking all the way to work."I heard him approach the bedroom. This was really bad. I tried reeling in a lot faster, but I also realized that no matter what, I would never make it in time.But of course this was perhaps a good thing. He would see that I liked bondage and I wouldn't have to stutter through an akward. .I rubbed down by his bottom and he raised up his butt I grabbed it and laughed he laughed too so I grabbed his cock and he groaned his cock was hard already he had gotten turned on by the rubbing then he turned over and his cock was straining against the fabric I pulled his briefs down and dove onto his cock it shot into my mouth and I began to suck it he said "Billy why didn't you tell me sooner?" I told him I didn't know sooner and to shut up and enjoy it I sucked him as good as I could. A look was all it took. The boys scattered as well. One lingered. He looked at me and assured me that it was all just fun and hanging out was all that was going on. Then he surprised me when he asked, “Are you the woman living at 3238.?” “Yes, but how would you know?” “We see you on the beach. You’re pretty hot.” “Hot? I’m fifty-one!” “Well, I don’t care. You have a great figure. You are a MILF” I did not quite know how to reply but I was drunk enough to totally appreciate the comments.