Is this how my life is to be, no excitement, no passion, just daily routine until I become too old even to care. I know I can’t complain and that I ...ave it better than most. Mike is a good provider and I know he doesn’t cheat on me but is that enough to sustain life, I fear not. The page stopped there and as I stared at her writing, I tried to think of our life from Marge’s point of view. It’s not that this was a shock to me it was just I hadn’t really considered our life as Margie had. I continued to gently stroke my cock so as to maintain my erection until my mother woke up. When she finally did and was alert, I jumped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. My mother couldn't help but notice the massive bulge in boxers. I casually said "good morning" and made my way to the toilet. My mother's reaction was priceless. Her eyes nearly bugled out of her head and she began to turn 500 different shades of red. She was finally beginning to realize that her "little boy" wasn't so. Kerrie closed the door and stood with her back up against it.“I didn’t realise you were at home!” She implied as he finally opened his eyes. “How long have you been here?”“Not to long!” Paul replied quickly pushing his cock back into his trousers.“I suppose you’ve been watching from the lounge doorway? I never would have thought you’d the nerve. I would never spy on you, should you bring someone home!”“I’m sorry, I was just passing the door, I couldn’t help myself” Paul stated pulling on the. I continued to suck slowly and run my tongue around the head of his cock and down the shaft until every millimetre of his rod was fully engorged. He grew impatient with my taunting sucking and began to thrust into the wall pushing his cock further into my mouth. I welcomed every inch as it pumped back and forth through the wall into my mouth. I opened my mouth wider and held my head closer to the hole taking more of his ridged cock into my mouth. His pace grew faster, feeling the benefit of his.