‘Hey,’ I said ‘why aren’t you sleeping?’ ‘I woke up from a dream with a question that needed answering.’ Zelena answered with a yawn. I ...as used to the almost too grown-up way my daughter had of speaking, and I had to constantly remind myself that she wasn’t even a teenager yet. She threw herself down beside me where I was sitting on my bed with an unread book in my hands. ‘Is our mother alive,’ she bluntly asked ‘and if so, why haven’t we met her?’ I had been dreading the day they’d start. He leaned in for his last dip and her fingers ran up along the base on his growing hardness. ‘Are you ready for more, honey? I bet you want it badly.’ With strong hands, he separated her legs as he pretended to go down on her. More catcalls erupted as he made a good show of mock cunnilingus. Janine was having a lot of trouble on her own too. She too wanted it badly, and if she could just hold herself back for ten seconds, she’d get over it. She headed for the bathroom, she had to get away.. I gently massaged his balls in myleft hand while my right hand pressed down on his pubesand my tongue ranged up and down his shaft. After a full minute or so of this I had to come up forair — now I realized why my old girl friend had donethe same with me; ya just gotta get air now and then! Gaining confidence and proud that I could do this onsuch a good sized cock, I used both hands to squeezehis butt cheeks and pull him into me, sucking him withgusto and frequently deep-throating that. " As I was telling him all this, I let my hands rub down his tight pecs and his washboard abs."This is crazy, I don't know why....I mean, I shouldn't be..." he said"You shouldn't be what?" I asked as my hand drifted down to the elastic band holding up his shorts "You shouldn't be what dear?" I don't know mom.... I mean this is not right...." What is not right?" I asked again as my hand slipped into the top of his shorts. I could feel his body getting tense as my hand worked lower. Slowly I.