OK ... full whore for my boy... } She went into total suck mode Wwith her fingers she was moving and pulling on his dick to get every nook and cranny ...lean, all clean for the next one.Experience had taught Paul, this gal was putting her heart into cleaning his dick, { ... fuck ... this one ... sell ... Des ... make fortune ... what a cunt... } He also knew from experience what women needed, he pulled Nancy up to him and kissed her, running his tongue around her lips and swabbing out her tongue.. NAME!” I demanded again speaking very distinctly. Henri’s entire body shook with the effort he exerted to keep from answering the question.“Henri ... Pierre ... Destouches,” he finally answered in a panting breath after several more minutes.“Where were you born?” was my next question, and it too required several minutes and more sweat to receive an answer.“Paris, France,” he finally answered. The interrogation continued for several more simple questions so the truth spell could penetrate into. . something that didn't take her very long, as it got hard almost instantly. She hardly even had to touch it. She licked her lips before she leaned over him and his cock, taking his cock in her mouth. She was able to suck it for a while before he started to wake up, not at all startled in any way, already being quite used to the fact that his mother was giving him, more or less, unexpected blowjobs in the early mornings from time to time. “Good morning, mommy...” the boy said, slowly realizing. “So, Arthur -- where’s home?”“New York -- Brooklyn to be precise. I have a townhome in the DUMBO section.”“DUMBO?” Adam asked.“It stands for Down Under the Manhattan Bridge Overpass,” Constance explained.“What brings you here?” Adam asked.“Frankly -- to woo Constance.”“Kara said you two met on-line.”“Yes,” Constance said, “we were members of a dating site for seniors.”“I saw Constance’s photo and I was smitten,” Arthur interjected. “I simply couldn’t stop looking at her face.”Adam glanced.