She was a juvenile mother only fourteen and some months when she gave birth to me. Her upstruck parents threw her out but had the decency to provide f...r her while she attended school, but when she was old enough to go to university they stopped the money and left her on her own. Anyhow she managed to bring me up, take a degree and work at the same time.By the time she was twenty-six she had taken her degree and started to work and by the same time I started to get curious about girls. More then. I could feel the impending orgasm building. She could feel it too, as my shaft swelled and throbbed against her tongue. She moaned and the vibrations sent electric currents through me but nothing compared to her cupping my heavy balls, rolling them in her hand and giving them a soft squeeze. Oh, my girl needed fed. She was insatiable, always needing my seed filling her aching belly and I was always happy to comply. I pulled back, watching my cock emerge from her hungry mouth and felt her tongue. He was intently watching the door to this building. I walked across the lobby and looked to see if I could see anyone else, and didn't. Should I go around and out the back of the building, or just go out and walk to my car to see if he follows.Fuck it, I pulled my Glock to check the magazine and that a round was in the chamber. The security guard in the lobby was getting nervous, so I showed him my badge. I said, "Just precautionary, that's all."I walked out of the building and headed for my. She’d have to pull some strings to get me back in the States. Shit, it just gets more complicated.’ ‘Arthur, you aren’t listening to what I’m saying!’ ‘Sorry Lisa, I was having a flashback. Everything has been happening so fast.’ The first store we stopped at was called ‘Something Special’ and just inside was a sign declaring they could fit any size, but Lisa said, ‘They specialize in men and women’s clothing mostly for smaller people. I either buy mine here or they have it made for me.’ Just.