She darted after Orihime, her feet slapping across the floor.“Oh, so you want to drink his cum?” Orihime asked, throwing a look over her shoulder....��No, no,” Ruri said, her flustered face so cute. “It's just... James wants me to drink his cum.” She threw me a look. “Right, right?”I smiled at her and winked. “Riiiight, Ruri. That's why you're so eager to drink my cum.”“You're such an idiot, James!” she hissed. “I just want to make you happy. I'm not a slut like Orihime is.”“Then no cum for you,”. Balancing my feet on the bumper and using your shoulders, I slowly ride up and down on your cock, your hands are guiding my hips, and helping me with the pace. I start to kiss you again, both of our faces wet with rain, and were both moaning in pleasure. Your cock feels so good….sliding in and out of me. Im trying to match my movements to the beat of the song, moving up and down the length of your rock hard dick. My pussy is so tight and wet as you slide all the way inside me… you cant stand. I go into my room and put on a pink satin robe to cover up.As I am in my room I hear Steve ask my mom, "What's going on there?" My son likes to dress in women's clothes," she replies."Wow, that's kind of hot," Steve says.I just smile as I am relieved that he is not judgemental as some folks are.I go back into the living room and mom says we should watch a movie. I am fine with that. So we choose our movie, mom and Steve sit on the couch, mom laying down, putting her head in his lap. I curl up. Then I slid my lips off of her and turned back to the pears. I gave them a stir with the wooden spoon while Mom stared at me with such shock.Then she pulled up her jeans and looked away from me. I smiled.The next day, Mom kept staring at me. We were making pickled carrots. I loved the way she looked at me, remembering how I had sucked off her pussy cream. How we had masturbated together. I sealed the jar closed, locking the last of sliced carrots in the seasoned brine.“Well,” I said, looking at.