None are near him when he takes hurt. How is it possible that he is hurt when he is alone?A memory comes to me. Once when I am small and still with Mo...her we come upon a strange creature. It is like octopus but very different, all the stick-out parts go one way. We swim close and it sends out a liquid toward us. The liquid is dark and nasty, and some of it strikes me with force. Mother laughs at me as I swim away fast. She says the creature sends out the liquid to protect itself.Can it be that. I saw my mum quickly lick her lips. I couldn't milk any more out of my prick, to my disappointment. I stood over my mum stroking my cock hoping I had more in me but I didn't. Our eyes met as she looked up at me and looked down at her. She stayed in that position for a minute or two longer allowing me the joy of surveying all of my spunk all across her body. I gave her a very big smile. I stepped away from her and sat down on the bed. My mum looked down at her spunk covered body then looked at. " The expression on my face had Beth giggling all the way downstairs.We sat around, talked and watched a movie and then it was time for the celebration. We watched the ball drop in New York, sang Auld Lang Syne and spent some time guessing what the new year would be like.About one-thirty Greg stood up, "Well, I suppose it's time we headed out." He didn't sound real thrilled at the thought."That doesn't make any sense," Beth responded, and with a glint in her eye, "Why don't you just stay here?. Stuart was fidgeting on the Tuesday morning as he was itching to get away but didn't want to leave until Sarah had gone to work, but this day Sarah on a late start. In the end Stuart made his excuses and left for Sarah's house with some mundane excuse about seeing a mate about some job which needed doing.When he got to Sarah's house she was only just arriving home from taking Maisie to school. She'd got up late and missed the school bus.As soon as they went inside and the doors were locked they.