I'd seen women during our time together before but couldn't get or feel as close to them as Anita; she was my first real love after school. She'd talk...to me about how things were at home; about her job situation and what she was up to. I listened and offered encouragement. I tried not to think ahead or to nudge in any way but to be there for her.Mmm and after an hour or so Anita would beam a smile and say (in a sensual fashion that made my dick jump) "So what're we doing fun today?" The first. Let me feel that hot load all over my ass. Go on, Chris, cum for me.”My knees buckled as the sound of her voice nearly caused me to pass out from overexcitement. I had never imagined that my mother was even capable of acting this way, let alone seeing it first-hand. Was she really begging me to jerk off in our brand new kitchen? Was she actually ordering me to cum all over her black yoga pants? I should have accepted it for the privilege that it was. Instead, I got greedy, giving her no. A closer observer than Charlie, perhaps a Charlene, might have noticed something different about today's meting. For one thing, no one ordered a Margarita but rather an espresso, latte, tisane, and lemonade. For another, the group was strangely subdued."Well, we did it," Karen Jurasec said with a somewhat forced smile."Yes," Sara Huberman nodded. "All four graduated, all with 4.0 GPA's, and no shotgun weddings." I should think not, each one with three women to encourage him with his studies...". “Keep going Garret, please don’t stop.” Gabe was now struggling to lay still on the table as his brother teased him, edging him closer to a climax.Garret tightened his grip and began a deep long stroke on Gabe. With each motion Gabe moaned louder with excitement. Garret looked down at his swollen cock and knew he’d need relief too. Both guys were loving the experience and it only made the moment more bonding.“I am so close, keep doing that.” Gabe arched his back and thrusted his pelvis upwards.