It felt like mine, I guess, but it was on someone else’s body!After a few minutes of this, he came off my cock to say “C’mon Ron, suck it… You...know you want to…” I moaned as he immediately took my cock into his throat, all the way to my balls. He was right, I did want it. He moaned around my cock as I took the big mushroom head of his cock into my mouth. I sucked his cock all the way to the back of my mouth, trying to mimic what he was doing to me. He was the expert, right? There was no way. ‘So we do not know if he has become aware of the actions of Amanda Wallace?’ ‘We do not, but her actions against you and I have been obvious, so we should assume that he would have also noticed them if he too has been targeted.’ ‘I agree,’ said Mota, ‘and since he is the one who pissed off Wallace, I can’t imagine him not being targeted at least as aggressively as we have been. Have you had any further contact with the guy who claimed to represent Amanda Wallace?’ ‘No, I have been waiting to. It was as ifI were one of them but my masculinity an additional advantage, achance for them to exercise their femininity. In college too-- a girl I went with for a while called me "dollface" so oftenI got used to it. I've had no problem with girls.But there was this other thing about this one. Even as I looked at her as she stood there talking to some other guy she seemed to be flowing toward me! And she felt it too. She stopped talking and turned her head and looked directly at me and. Not long into my browsing I came across a sub file and opened that with anticipation only to be floored by the first image that filled the screen. There in front of me was my mother standing naked smiling and cupping her large left breast in her hand, her arm hid the areole and nipple of her right breast and her other hand hid her vagina from full view. I was stunned, my cock softened imediately and I closed the picture straight away as if she had caught me looking at it.I tried to understand.