She sniffed the dark warm area between the boy's tanned legs and wasimmediately intoxicated. She felt slightly dizzy with passion. She movedincredibly...close to the sac of her son's sperm-filled balls and flickedout her tongue carefully, grazing his scrotum. She thought she felt hisbody stir slightly when she moved her tongue over his balls and let itlinger at the base of his prick.She was ravenous for his cock now. She wanted to engulf the boy's cockwith her wet mouth and suck on it until he. Isteadied myself by putting my hand on the wall and gave myself over tothe rush of hormones that engulfed me. It took me minutes to recover andleft me spent but desiring even more. Helen had cultivated this addictionin me over the last three years. She held the ultimate power over me.Three or four days after my weekly shot I went into withdrawal, cravingthe rushes that the girl juice brought. I felt flat on the fifth dayafter my treatment and longed for the Friday morning shot she would giveme. " It's why I can't get a job at McDonald's or..." Lynne shrugged. " ... well, anywhere, really. Can you imagine me trying to flip burgers AND run register? Or being put on two different shifts?" She shook her head. "Performing is all I've got."Joey nodded. "Go ahead," he said, indicating the far corner. "Go set up. I'll tell Tricia I said it was okay." Thanks." She didn't move, but Jeff did. He took the instruments to the corner of the room and started unpacking them.Joey watched him for a. She laid her phone on the coffee table and headed to the master bathroom. When I heard the shower going I picked up her phone to see what was so interesting on it. It was locked, I tried to guess the pass word but wasnt able to. I put it back just like I found it and went to our bedroom. There on the bed was a dress she had laid out to wear. It was a short cotton summer dress she has worn a few times before. As I remember it only comes to her upper thighs so I looked for panties. There wasn't.