‘Long jacket,’ she said back with a smug smile. He pulled her to him and they hugged and kissed in the doorway then Jamie led her into his apartme...t to start their romantic evening together. Jamie took Emma’s coat and then put the dessert in the fridge. He poured them each a glass of red wine and gave Emma a medium sized box wrapped in gold paper. ‘This is for you. It’s just a little something I saw and thought of you, especially for tonight.’ Emma smiled and took the package. She ripped the. "Lying up here above me,jacking that cock off! And me... and me..."Her hand shot out and closed about her son's cock. Jay gasped as hismother squeezed his cock hard. He lay stiff and unmoving, notcertain what he was supposed to do. What his mother said was true,but he didn't know how she knew. He wasn't afraid; he was juststartled by the sudden grab his mother had made on his cock.Shellie felt the heat of her son's cock searing her fist, felt thethrobbing of it. She held his cock as tight. " She was 18 and had saved herself and we were both each others first." "Why did you only do it once?" Denise asks with a hint of mischievousness in her voice."Because," I swallow in humiliation, "she said she couldn't really feel it."This causes Denise to giggle and hold her hand over her mouth. She seems genuinely embarrassed for me."She was a virgin and still couldn't feel your boyhood inside her?" she asks in a high pitched voiceI shake my head and look back down defeated. This whole time a. This little baby had known nothing but the shock of birth and a cold grave, and somehow that made it all the more important to Dale to treat it tenderly now. With the respect of a mortician preparing the body of a king for entombment, he brushed away red snow, revealing pale blue skin and an unusually thick crop of wet hair. Tiny fingers curled, frozen, in fists near the mouth, in front of a wrinkled, purple face. A little girl. Dale caressed her forehead, brushing her hair away from closed.