Next morning was full of twist and turn in my life. I was already nervous thinking of what can happen. I woke up Priya as friend and asked her to fres... up and have tea. She sat on sofa and started to have tea sip by sip. Slowly she asked me if something happened last night. I was frozen and had no words. I just said nothing happened. She again asked because she remembered few things that happened and now I was about to fall on knee asking apology. I said that it was accidental and nothing. ." I sulked out of there, still thinking it was about mydaydreaming in class.When I got home at 3:00, I took a nap to put off giving the note to mymother; I knew she'd be home about a half hour later. My dad doesn'tlive with us, my parents got divorced when I was 5.I woke up 3 hours later. I didn't sleep well, I'd had a dream like theother weird ones I've been having lately where I was a girl. It kindacreeps me out, I don't think I like them.I reluctantly left my room and walked to my mother's. And when she did suck me, it never lasted very long. I always got the feeling she wasn’t truly enjoying it. In many ways, she was very self-centered. Eating pussy never turned me on, it’s knowing that my partner is having pleasure that excites me.Conversation was flowing during dinner. And as I mentioned earlier, it felt good to not think about sex for a while. After our meal, I volunteered to clean the table and wash the dishes. It was the least I could do since I didn’t help with cooking. I’m. She wanks the part of my cock she can't throat.I love this unique feeling of being literally pumped. I feel the sperm accumulating in my balls. I feel the weight of my full balls, stretching my cremaster. I feel my rod hardening and swelling even more. I feel my glans opening. I imagine the eye of my uretra dilated in her mouth, opening more each time she uses her tongue."it's so good, Cindra, keep sucking me"She gives the tempo. I can only follow. I fight (a little) against the rising.