Parker gave a muffled response around her son’s dick. Then she lifted her head, little strings of saliva connecting her lush lips to Rob’s cockhea.... “It’s not my fault you’re all crazy for William’s schlong!” she protested.“Bring them all over here!” Mrs. Lane said. As the head of the neighborhood party planning committee, she was in a position of unofficial authority over the informal mother-son get togethers. Soon, six stiff-cocked boys were standing in a line, slyly comparing their equipment. Softly I started, "Hi Marjorie, I was in school with you. You did know me before ... uhm ... your change. I just changed into this a short while ago. My name is now Sinthia. Uh, can I come in?"Marjorie ushered me in and I sat in a chair facing her bed. My bushy tail was a bit uncomfortable, but it would have to do. Marjorie sat down on her bed and said, "So, your name is Sinthia. I still don't know anyone with that name."I was a bit uncomfortable getting to the truth part. "I ... well ... you. ”“ Yes.” responds the lawyer. “ I can believe it would be a shock to discover you’d just inherited an entire floor of an apartment building, a nice building too.”You both walk towards the building, the lawyer handing you a big bunch of keys and a few thick sheaths of paperwork.“ Right, these are the front keys Mr Doe…sorry, John. These are for your apartment, these are for the other rooms on your floor, now that your responsible for that floor, you may need access when the tenants aren’t home.”. I spend a few minutes on each breast and then plant kisses down her front, and whispers along the insides of her legs. My breath dampens the whisper of hair covering her pussy and I slowly lick the space below. "There's something you should know," she says timidly, "I squirt." I'm more curious than shocked and look at the sheets. Even in the half-light, I can see several dark spots which could only have come from her. I've never experienced this before and so I push. I lift her upright and pull.