” “But what are they? I don’t want to follow my irritating father into stupid football? Where else could I possibly have such “talents” as y...u say?”“Well...” my arm that was still around him moved down and rested onto his firm chest. His eyes glistened just like they did at lunch. I winked as if to say “you like that?” and moved slowly down until it reached the tight fitting trousers he was wearing. His eyes looked deep into mine and I knew he liked what I was doing. I was unlocking his inner. I told myself thatit was right and proper for me to be where I was and as I awaited her return, Ibegan to replay in my mind how it all began. I recalled lying in bed onemorning with a raging hard-on, masturbating. I'd been enjoying myfavorite fantasy--that of having my genitals tortured while an attractive womanstripped and displayed her body for me. As always, the woman wasincredibly sensual, taking obvious pleasure in turning me on. She wasalso heartless--and cruel. She truly enjoyed. “Are you getting close to cumming? Are you going to cum for mom? I want your entire load in my mouth. If you are a good son and you love me, you will shoot your spunk in my mouth and down my throat!” My son grabbed a fistful of my hair, fucking my mouth as I worked my head up and down his shaft. I could feel his cock throbbing more and more. Then I felt it stiffen, swelling up and I knew he was about to let his load fly. Alex let go of my hair, yelling out ‘MOM!!! I’m gonna cum!’ I opened wide,. When I came out, she was bubbling over with joy. "I went to the coffee shop for coffee. People stared at me and I know why!" Pointing at the newspaper she had purchased last night, she said, "Look at that. I'm famous."There was a full page likeness in color of Kate staring at me from the centerfold. The lady had on a long floor length gown of green satin. Standing in the background were four men in light colored tuxedoes. In the lower left corner, text stated:Tune in this coming Saturday. Miss.