I was red with embarrassment and shame but I must confess that I was getting a little aroused by the conversation. " Well I was wondering if I could s...e your feet for a minute? They look really cute in those shiny tights, and black is my favorite color. Do you mind?" he asked. With that being said, I reached over and pulled another chair over beside us and slowly put my legs in the seat part of it for him to look at. "Hmmm, nice. Mind if I feel those tights?" he asked. Before I could respond. He knew she liked that and enjoyed deciding whether he’d done well enough to justify unlocking him. Even when it all worked she often only gave him a blow job. This time was going to be different. She might not be satisfied with his size but that wasn’t going to matter because he planned to make up for it with enthusiasm. Her breathing was now was grunts and gasps. “Oh yes. Oh yes. Oh Barry, God Barry, what have I been doing?” He stood up for a second, smiling at her and moved up the bed. Her tongue ran all over his glistening cockhead, licking up the salty preseminal fluid that oozed from the piss-slit.Randy closed his eyes and abandoned himself to the pure pleasure of the blow job his lusty mother was giving him. Her lips pressed hard and hot against the throbbing knob of his naked cock. Her loving tongue wrapped around the underside of his super-sensitive cockhead, driving him wild with pleasure. Just thinking about having his mother's lips around his cock had made him ache. " Tira soothed, encouraging her to do so with gentle touches.Tika did, and three minutes later she fell into an exhausted sleep.Tira called the desk, and spoke quietly. "She has lost consciousness, but I think she is just asleep. She said the symptoms had stopped just before that, except for the body aches."A few minutes later, one Med held the door, while Beth wheeled a large device into the room. Working almost silently, she set it beside Tika's bed, unfolded an arm of it and positioned it.