.” then as She had me on the verge, I could only moan, and She’d be saying “you’re a pathetic wanker Graham, it doesn’t take much to make yo... cum in your pants does it?! Just a bit of stocking-tops and you’re there, ogling and making a mess of your pants, you big wanker!”Obviously hearing those lovely words made me instantly bend double and groan as I pumped 7 or 8 shots of spunk through the front of my trousers, sometimes She’d laugh, despite trying not to, or maybe pull a face like ‘how. OK! I admit that I've got the hots for him. I know he's too young, and everything, but no man since your dad has gotten to me like he has." We figured that out when you wore the bikini," Celia teased. "The thong next time?" How did you know I had a thong?" There were pictures on Dad's computer of you in that suit - a whole bunch of them." Oh, I forgot about those." Naomi shivered involuntarily as she remembered when Jack had managed to display those pictures from his computer to their. She’s walking down the hall, I hear the click clack of her patent black heels on the tiled floor. I’m as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rockin’ chairs, the knob turns and this isn’t gonna be good at all. I am glad I just came though, a few nice gobs of man gravy all over Mom’s half-glasses, in her beaded chains and her librarian style glasses.The light from the hallway cast enough light in the room so Mom could see her twenty year old son in her skirt and blouse with some idea. "It was only by chance Grace met an old friend of Raymond's, he had seen him at the dry cleaners, they had exchanged a few words nothing like his old bubbly self in fact nothing of interest at all but he had remembered the address he gave the shop assistant he commented on the rough area he was living, not like when he was at home with her, the small talk was wasted it didn't bother Grace at all now she knew where her son was and with all the gratitude he had shown a piece of her mind was due.