"And that that child is aboy. And of course, remains a boy throughout his whole life..." Think it's my turn to make a speech," Beverly says, earning a...trulyfoul stare from Diane as she stands up, wine glass in hand. "Nikki, I'veknown you for almost six years, and I consider that to have been a trueprivilege. I can't think of anybody who would make a more suitablepartner for my daughter, or anyone I would rather welcome into myfamily." Aww, Beverly..." I sniffle, tears starting to trickle down. When the beverage trolley comes around, I am tempted to ask for bourbon or scotch or whatever else can be mixed with Diet Coke to produce a buzz, but then I decide against it. It's barely noon, and I don't want to get turned down by the flight attendant and look like a major lush. Instead, I ask for a plain water, and spend the next hour holding counsel with the sun-streaked clouds outside of my window.The plane arrives in Boston on time. I get off the peon hauler, jog down to the baggage claim. I didn't care. My hand found its way between my legs again, but the angle was awkward. I rubbed with the flat of my hand, then tried to diddle my clit a little, but I kept shifting my hips to try to reach at the weird angle."I'll take care of it for you, baby," M0mma whispered. I was shocked to feel her hand gliding up the inside of my thigh until she found my panties. She lifted the waist and slipped her fingers under the elastic, exploring my vagina with her fingertips. It was heavenly. My. ‘I thought I told you not to stare at my tits’.Without warning her hand then shot out and grabbed my balls, her beautiful, long, manicured claw like nails gripping my scrotum. My erection begun to rapidly subside as pain again began to spread throughout my body. I wanted to beg for mercy but the extreme pain had muted my vocal chords.Suddenly she loosened her grip on my scrotum. She then said something that surprised me.‘Now that half my tits are exposed and you proved to be a divine licker, I.