Your thing...you know, your penis. You'll, one day, make some young woman very happy."With his mother's arms around him and the smell of her perfume w...fting over him, Damian sensed a renewed blood flow to his groin, especially after she referred to his penis. The reaction was somewhat surprising but then again he hadn't actually ejaculated that morning and his pump was still primed. "Um...Mom," he stuttered."What's that, Dear?" she replied, releasing him."Can I ask you something?" he asked. I needed him. He let me take him in my mouth, and I took all of him, pressed my nose against his belly and cupped his balls with my hand...I was moaning still, even with him in my mouth, and I was running my tongue all over him, tasting his pre-cum and in general taking delight in this gorgeous piece of manhood in my mouth. Absolute bliss. It felt so satisfying to have him in my mouth like that, I wanted to stay like that forever, never get up off my knees, I wanted that moment to last....I. .slowly I break the kiss off and climb between your legs...you can feel my hardness rubbing you as I kiss you again..slowly I work my way down your body, kissing every square inch of your exposed flesh, paying particular attention to your swollen erect nipples...working my way down lower, your legs part so I can suck on the juices now flowing between your legs...gently, I run my tongue between your lips savouring the taste I have wanted on my lips for ages... you taste sweeter than I had hoped. Terry had worked hard to push the album along wanting it completed before he returned, so they could be together with no interruptions. So she agreed, the party consisted of John, her manager, and his wife, May and Terry, and the publicity guy with his dolly bird. He had booked a table at a well know nightclub for them. What she didn’t know was that the little shit, as she called him, had tipped off a photographer to be present, and had also spoken to May. The evening had started well, but as.