But no I chose a blond cock-suckingwoman. And you're still reading because you want to know what itfeels like to be a woman. Maybe this appeals to, ma...be it does not,but that inner desire you have to feel a real pussy between yourlegs, and go out, and the center of attention is too strong foryou. You know you're going to give me a chance. So just smile, andtry to be open minded, I won't bite.... Or maybe you won't bite asit were? All you have to do, is for the duration of this reading, is. “I promise, mom.” Billy said, lowering his head, as he pulled away from Patty. At that Patty burst into tears and ran from Billy’s room. “And see that you keep the promise.” Ann said as she turned and left Billy in the middle of his bed, pants down around his thighs and a semi limp cock oozing the last of his cum from his pee hole. That evening at dinner all was pretty quite. Ann tried to make some small talk to ease the tension but to no avail. Finally after watch a little television. I'd asked her a couple of times when I was younger if she ever gave any thought to remarrying, and her answer was the same both times: she couldn't see any percentage in it.Although we'd lived in modest apartments while Mom was building her practice, four years ago she had finally been able to buy a sprawling, suburban house, I think more for the yard than for the house itself. Certainly we didn't need all the space, but the yard was a demonstration of Mom's talents, and it was my job to. "Let's get back. You're getting wet, Sheila. We can get home in just a minute or so." "Oh frak! Okay Peter. Sorry to ruin the walk. I'm just a mess. Fat and messy. Frik and frak!" She was like that. She never liked to curse or say naughty words in public. In private, it was a little different. I chuckled to myself. We got back to the house, and she went into our bedroom. Our house only had two bedrooms. Dad and Cindy in one. Me and my stepsisters in the other. I did have it to myself for the.