. only there wasn'ta single real baby in the picture from what I could tell. "Theuniversity has a boarding daycare that such students are immediatelyt...ken to. Your belongings are placed into a storage area pendingadoption down the road. Once your new 'parents' are selected they candecide what to do with it all. If you're lucky those parents will keepany keepsakes you have from your family. Many will not though, andunfortunately the day you are placed in the daycare you are no longerallowed to. " she demanded, and I did what I was told, wondering what she had in mind next. She took the flashlight and used it to take a very close look at my cock and balls. I could actually feel her breath on me as she inspected me her face was so close to my crotch. In retrospect, I think this was probably the first time that she was able to take a long close look at a boy's genitals and she was taking every advantage of the opportunity. Needless to say, I was quite humiliated that my cock was so. At the same time he placed his elbows on the counter behind him and leaned back, keeping his hips pushed forward, and keeping his eyes locked on my swinging tits.This pose was even more sexy than the last. As I continued sucking and stroking his boner, I couldn’t help but notice how mature and sexy my son had become, with his legs wide, one foot up on a chair, his rigid shaft sticking straight out from his torso (and down my throat), his ball sack swinging in rhythm with the pumping of my. When I returned with an armload, she had comforters and pillows all laid out before the fireplace, waiting. I smiled and lit the fire without a hitch. Then we settled in and waited for the heat. She snuggled close to me as we stared into the flames.We drank some more wine, talked into the night, and dozed off in the blankets. I awoke suddenly and it was still dark outside. I looked down to see that Heather had backed into me, snuggled up in my arms. We were quite warm from the fire and she felt.