..Justine, she said “While it tender...he won’t be able to stand but...he’ll want you to stop but not stop...suck it ...Justine.”I was bending...over lover boy giving his cock extra dibs.Darren was clearly in paradise as I sucked off his softening to retracting flaccid dick. Caught in that fine blur between exquisite pleasure and near tender sensitive, gratification overload.Then my mum did the same to me. Nuzzling her head somehow between my legs from behind and slurping up Darren’s cum juices. "Okay, look whoever you are, it's not really funny and I have to sleep, I have work in a while."No response, just breathing. Clearly, an asshole prank calling me.The next morning I quickly made breakfast (coffee), got dressed in my dressy but casual slacks and blouse, and brushed my hair to the point it was painful. Then I took off running. I still had to catch the subway to work.I got to the office and sat down at my desk and began my usual typing, trying to tune out everyone around me. I. “I’d choose you, every single time,” she murmured lovingly.“So if you lived a happy life with the man you loved, would you care about being remembered? Would you be afraid of being forgotten?” Victoria took a deep breath. “No, I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t care and I wouldn’t be afraid,” she said, trembling from the sensation of enlightenment rushing through her and illuminating her mind. She finally understood why she had always felt different from others and why she had never been able to feel. Now I know this could lead to something. Luckily, I just moved apartments so no one knows me over there. Then again, why am I even thinking like this? She wants her money, and she's being nice....too nice, but let's see how it all pans out.....Finally home. Still scared, I look around to see who else will bust me for being out of uniform. Fuck it I'm off post. I see this all the time, and my apartment is just a few steps away. I hear her car door close. We enter through the door. "Ok, here is.