Other days would take longer. Some days, she would draw it out as long as she could, relishing in the details of every touch before cumming. But that ...as only in her room where she knew her locked door could protect her secret. Once, when her father had left early, she brought one of his magazine up to her room. She had planned this from the moment she knew he'd be leaving for the afternoon. She writhed from anticipation, pushing herself against her stool behind the counter to feel the course. "Phone calls went out to Ben and Sandy. Ben could not believe his mother had died. His concern was for me, even though we were not married any longer. He knew how much I still cared for her. "I can handle it. We were still close and I am going to miss her terribly, but think of the others who need sympathy more than I do. Pete and Peggy loved her more than they do their own mother, and they feel so bad for their father. I do too."Pat would feel the same for me if something should happen to. But I thought American boys did not have this." She tugged on my foreskin a little."What, my foreskin? Some of us have it, but not very many. I am 'uncircumcised' and am very lucky because of it." Foreskin, circumcised," she murmured to herself. "Why is that lucky?" Because I can feel more than guys who are circumcised." I replied.She pulled my foreskin back. "Feel things like this?" she asked and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock again."Oh yeah, just like that." I moaned."I. Even when I didn't suck I could feel a thinstream squirting.It was not milk but it was milk like. I had heard that Ensure tasted likea mildly sweet vanilla milk shake. It sort of tasted like that. Marionwas onto her main course before I dialled back into her presence. Ivaguely remember her saying something like, "Let's go out to dinnertomorrow night now that we know they'll just adjust the schedule."Looking at the steak Marion was eating I started to think how monotonousdrinking the same taste.