After a few spurts, I asked her to kneel again, and clean up my cock with her mouth. She was happy to oblige, and took to her task with every last oun...e of gusto. I looked at Savannah who had been playing with herself during the session, and she held my eyes, unafraid. I looked at Joy, and she glared at me, a look of perverse fascination in her eyes. When my cock had well and truly wilted, and I had all of my semen replaced with Pooja’s saliva, I asked her sit on the sofa and spread her legs.. When she is out to get you, there are no lengths to which she will not go. I can't prove it yet, but I know she's involved in some really shady dealings. I got wind about a month ago that she's into some kind of slave trade." What? Oh come on now Donnie. She helped me free a girl from some pimps and get her back to her parents." And just what was in it for her? I can't believe she would ever do anything purely for humanitarian reasons." Well, I guess she did get something in return, but...". I became a bit obsessed, living for the next orgasm. Around that time my best friend Jane started to smoke dope, and I confirmed that wanking while stoned further enhanced my pleasure. Soon I was buying my own dope. I began to slip back at bit at school because I was often exhausted from hours of masturbation, but I couldn't stop myself.All through that year until the next summer I retreated to my bedroom, or my hideout behind the shed for sex sessions with carrots and courgettes. I loved. I’m sorry Mom.’ I said as my dick was getting hard. I saw her eyes widen at the full length of my dick. Both of us were very embarrassed, but she finished cleaning me and covered me up again. Damn, here I was with a hard on and couldn’t relieve myself. Mom left the room leaving me in a frustrated state of mind. Supper time came and i was hand fed like a baby. Mom was wearing her robe and everytime she fed me it opened a little, giving me a little shot of her tits. DAMN! I was getting hard.