I was even thinking he might be the kind of guy I'd do a switch session with, be on the bottom for a change." Her eyes twinkle as they appraise my ach...ng cock. "He's not even badly hung." She comes heartbreakingly close to me and tickles the underside of my cock ever so gently with a black-lacquered fingernail. "Too bad," she sighs, gazing into my eyes as I gawk at her helplessly, open jaws aching. "We might have had some fun? if you weren't such a sissy faggot." And with that she clears her. . make me like you!”Please let’s not do th…”My sentence was curtailed as my mouth was filled with cock. I had no choice I sucked it up and down. I have not had many boyfriends but those that I have always said I was a great cock sucker and I am a natural with as big mouth a manipulative tongue and cock sucking lips. I worked his cock with my tongue before slipping him down my throat, my nose was touching his belly I went that deep. I don’t think he had expected me to be an expert cock. I watched the mom as well as she waited for the ancient computer to boot through the long routine that was required of it. She smiled at me, again. It was the type of smile that I learned to be afraid of as a kid. That radar that tells a mother just what is going on in her child's mind. Or any child's mind.Too bad all men are somewhere still children.I adjusted the screen away from her and continued to type away at nothing. Or is it not type away at anything. I know, for certain, it is not "not. He's an asshole and I'm better off without him, so good fucking riddance, I guess. I just wish that bastard had let me take his dick with me. Oh, except it's probably diseased after he fucked every American skank in Europe with it. Argh, I can't stand this! I might have to go rub one out right now."Ever direct, Lena said, "I don't think that would be okay." Francine looked suddenly chastened. "I'm sorry. That was really inappropriate."Lena's voice softened. "Because you should let us help.