As she turned over in bed, Carolyn realized that she wanted the salesman to return. Anything to break the monotony of the day, to talk a little, flirt...a little. What was the harm? If the young man did in fact return that afternoon, it would be perfect, for Carolyn knew that her stepsons were due to go on a scouting picnic in the woods. She'd have the house to herself, free from their spying and prying.Lazily, Carolyn reached out, letting her hand slip into the bottom of the dresser drawer.. But maybe there was more going on that he had been too self-absorbed to notice. Maybe she was also in pain. Lonely, just like he had been.In any case, it was an odd thing for George to hear them talking about him that way. He always believed that his mother had his best interests at heart, but he could have never imagined the depth of her concern. Had he really been so callous as to disregard his mother's love? He realized that he had made the same mistake with his mother that he had with. I lowered my hips to allow Christina to suck even more of my cock into her moist hot mouth as groans and moans came from her throat. As she got used to having my cock slide further and further in, it wasn’t long before she had my whole cock down her throat-. While she was very weak and only slightly aware of what was happening, Christina keep doing what was natural and did her best to suck my balls dry. Like a sleeping baby given a pacifier, she sucked my cock into her mouth and never stopped. . I wanted to... Where's Bill? Who are you?" "I'm Kimberly. Call me Kim. And Bill, he's not here any more." "Where is he? I wanted to apologize to him for the things my brother", she gave a disgusted look, "did to him." She paused at the door and I invited her in. As she stepped inside the screened enclosure, she took another look at me, and gave a small start of surprise. "Bill?" I sighed. "Yes." "What happened? You're dressed like a... No, you _look_ like a girl!" I gestured to one.