I wanted cock. I wanted cum. I wanted my tongue up her beautiful ass. Without those things, my life would be devoid of pleasure. I would be empty. I n...eded a cock in my pussy, like I needed air. "But what about... But what about..." I had a sense that I was overlooking something I oughtn't overlook. There was something about my former life that was calling me to not forget, but..., but..., but then here I was thinking of myself again and not Sam, my Mistress. I mustn't do that. Sissies. "Blargh" I said to myself. I walked back into my mums wrong and sat down next to him. I looked at the digital clock next to my mums bed. 3:35 was about the time. "What did it taste like?" he asked, curious. "Really, really salty. Not very nice" I said with a frown, shrugging. He laughed. "Oh well, I guess I won't like it either" he said sadly. "I probably shouldn't do it huh?" "Fuck you!" I said, mock angrily, punching him playfully on the shoulder. "Suck my dick right now or you'll never get. Now it was becoming apparent that a new doctor was going to be in his future. Today, however, his doctor was Jill Ford, the pediatrician. When they arrived, Jill led them to the exam room. Candice, his mother, went into the exam room with him. It was she that explained that he had a sports injury to his groin. Jill, the ever professional doctor, told Bill to strip so that she could examine him.In an effort not to look at Jill as he took his clothing off, he did look at his mother with an almost. A vast lake in front of them, green grass behind and they walked together on sand as she tried to start a conversation. It was ironic how romantic the place was, especially when she could sense the aloof attitude of her former paramour. He told her with a straight face, that they would talk later at night so that it didn’t create a scene in front of their friends. And so she waited. She waited until the campfire had extinguished and everyone had gone into their tents and were soundly asleep..