" Trish nearly lost it as Jerry spit up his beer.Tamara turned my chair around and said, "Okay, Mr. Smarty Pants, show me you mean it."I picked her up...and placed her on my lap. Steve was going bananas. She jumped up and said, "That is not what you offered! Now put up or shut up."Trish, Cindy, and Jerry are howling at me finally being called on one of my sexual innuendos. And poor Steve, he is looking like someone pulled his pants down in crowd.I looked at Tamara and said, "If you really want me. Their discussion is so intense; they don't even notice his absence.Standing there, leaning on the railing, Tim sucks air into his lungs as he thinks about Keisha, a beautiful, young 18-year old black student in his senior chemistry class. He closes his eyes and tries to visualize her naked body, imagining dark nipples and guessing whether her pussy is trimmed or natural. His cock stirs as he thinks about her thick lips and how they would feel..."Mind if I join you?" His thoughts are interrupted. "Just stay there for a moment." mom said. I looked at her puzzled. I really wanted to feed. Mom looked at me as she lay back on bed, with her feet still up in the air. Then she smiled. "You know, you have the most beautiful body." she said. "Mom?" I didn't understand. "You have such clear skin, Your face and hair are just like mine. You have the most adorable little penis and balls and your hips! Oh my God! Your hips are better than mine." I smiled and then kneel and bent to kiss mom's anus.. .. Sure," he responded, uncertainly: he didn't havea clue what she was talking about. "Like Amy Winehouse - bits that flickout from your eye..." she explained, still deep in concentration "wellyou're having them now, too late. In fact with the wig, that's kind ofthe look we're going to go for: a bit rock-chick but a bit retro andclassic too..." she mused.Chris was excited and he couldn't help but grin in anticipation. Thisfelt incredible, it felt dangerous and sexy, it felt intimate and.