The feeling of your own mother's tongue dancing across your purple nob might just be too much for you." She teased."No, I want it, please!" I pleaded....Does my baby want it?" She said. "Does my sweet baby wanna feel his mother's lips wrapped around his swollen meat?" She asked in a baby voice."Yes...please!" I said."Then we need to make a decision. Cause once mom starts, she's not stoppin'. Do you wanna cum down my throat or do wanna pull it out and cum on my tits?" She asked."Your throat, but I. Of course I knew my keeper would not agree to it but I wasn't about to tell him. I just asked for some money to buy a new pair of jeans. Unfortunately one of the group asked Su Lee if she was coming with me because we were always together these days, but I didn't know that until later.I left home early, pleased that I'd duped Scarface into giving me money to go to the shopping centre even if he was mean in the amount he gave me. I mean £30 for a pair of jeans — what, did he expect me to go to. Could I hug you now?"I smiled as I stood and held out my arms. He was across the room in a moment, squeezing me tightly and kissing my forehead. I had my arms around him and my face was pressed against his chest when I felt him begin to cry. My heart broke and I began to cry too. We stood like that for several minutes until we got control of ourselves, then he stepped back looking at me, kissed my forehead again and left the room.The rest of that Saturday is a blur. I muddled through the day's. ”“Okay, but no funny business. What do you want to talk about?”“Tell me about work.”“Work is good. We landed a big project last week, and Mr. Chambers bought pizza for everyone for lunch.”“Tell me what you girls talk about at lunch.”“A little of everything, our kids, politics, work stuff, ... guys.”“Are there any guys the girls are checking out?” he asked.“They are always checking them out and gossiping about them,” I replied.“Is there anyone in particular that you check out?”I thought it was.