‘Good morning, princess, did you sleep well?’ ‘Absolutely fantastic, my prince, and how was your sleep?’ ‘Super. I can’t remember a better...nights sleep. It must be that I’m sleeping in my own bed instead of a hotel room.’ ‘Yeah,’ she echoed, ‘it must have been the bed. Oh, Tommy, look at the time, I have to get ready for work. I did bring a change of clothes with me but I still have to shower and put on my makeup. Would you like to join me in the shower? I think we have just a little time.’. "Good, we won't waste much time then, as you are so ready," she said.She grabbed the semen beaker from the washbasin where she had placed it, and said, "This time, I'm going to wank your cock towards me."As I stood in the bath with my dick pointing out over the side, mom bent forwards slightly so she was looking down at my dick, held the semen beaker with her left hand, and then with her right hand, started pulling on my dick towards her, pointing the head of my penis into the beaker. She was. She took in her breath at it; it was quite thick around the middle. She tightened her pussy muscles and pulled it fully in. It was a wonderful sight; with the hanging string loop the only sign of it being there. I knew from the packaging, the rest of the pleasures were yet to come. We kissed briefly then went back down into the shop. As she descended the stairs she seemed to get accustom to the intrusion in her tight, moist pussy. As we re-entered the shop she walked again as normal. “Today”, I. The older black brothers living in the basement had ear it all and offered me a deal , both knocking at my door that night , discussing about my problem and their problem''we both are divorced, make good money and well lets put it this way, need a mouth on our cocks''telling them i was alright closing my door Yet, it was the firts of the month tomorrow and I didnt have the money, it made my think about them, how normal they just had for it Sit in the living room, trying to watch tv and think.