Julie wiggled a bit, pulling herself tightly against Ken’s cock, trapping it between themselves. “Oh I love you too she murmured, I really really...love you!”She pulled her head back just enough to lock lips with Ken and tentatively slipped her tongue between her lips and was rewarded by Ken touching his tongue to hers. In a moment, he had sucked her tongue into his mouth and began sucking and twirling his tongue against hers. Julie could feel herself getting wetter by the second, and felt. Her body was now sweating. I could see sweat shining on her cleavage and neck. Her milky white belly was now red due to playing.Suddenly, I felt her hand move from my arm to my dick. I was surprised. Her hand moved on top of my dick and pressed it. My dick jumped inside as if trying to get out.Mom: It’s struggling inside.I couldn’t say anything back. I waited for her to do something further. My throat felt try, and I gulped. My own mom grabbing my dick. This was a long-held fantasy. From the. I didn’t eat much; I just picked at my food. And then it was a week later, a week after the death of the two people I trusted above all others—the only ones I did trust if it came down to it. It was the day of the funerals. I was wheeled up to the twin grave sites by my brother. He wouldn’t let anyone else help me, not even James, who did offer. I was the second saddest day of my life.When I saw the men lower the caskets I fainted yet again. I woke up, at home this time. I hadn’t been out for. "She pressed his cock hard against his belly. "Are you a slow learner or what! That means slow down! This means speed up!" and she pulled him forward till the angle hurt. She laughed when he lurched the car forward, tromping on the accelerator. She pressed his cock back again against his shirt and belt and he let the car slow to a crawl.She peered at the houses. They were all deserted, everyone at work, school or day care. She saw one with a plethora of bikes and plastic bats and hoops and.