Mumbling something about getting dressed Sean headed upstairs with my eyes locked onto his cock until it was out of view. With a shiver I tried to get...back to my cleaning, but now I was haunted by the memory of my son's cock.In the end I gave up any pretence of trying to clean the house and retreated to my room where I stripped, lay on the bed and masturbated myself to a climax. However, rather than ease the arousal in me it left me feeling even hungrier for sex. What I did next had absolutely. In like fashion as only a few minutes ago, I plant my nose right into his crack, and rub it up and down, whiffing up his manly stink, just as I had done lil bro. I place my hands on his hard muscular mounds, and ever so gently spread him open, then dive my tongue into his ripe greasy hole.Not quite as loud as Dustin, he still had a rich sweaty funk built up in his ass from the days heat, and I lapped up his sweetness like an ice cream cone. In similar fashion, it only took a few moments for him. Shortly I will release you and leave you to think hard onwhat I tell you.You Bitch, Shut up and listen, or do you wish tongue removed.Right, I will be very brief, you still will feel very sick as yourhormones are still being fed to you, feelings will get better in time, butthe hormones are forever.I will soon release you bonds so you can exploreyour new body-don, t open that mouth listen.I want you to see yourself, onthe dresser are the clothes you came here in, along with some clotheswhich I. The love and support that the readers, in general, have given me have been amazing. I thank all of you.I don’t want to give this illness one bit of credit for anything but it’s destructiveness in my life. I have learned there are levels of pain that I never knew or even dreamed existed. I learned how a disability changes the way people perceive you. I know what it is to be pushed past the point of giving up. A place where you pray to die and mean it. I have been humbled and humiliated. It’s.