I though for a moment before speaking. ‘Well, I think I was 16. He was older, 18 or 19 maybe. My mom and his mom worked together on some committee a...d when they had their little meetings, she would often bring him over with her. I don’t think she trusted him home alone a lot. He was known as a ‘bad boy’ around town.’ I smiled and leaned back on my hands. ‘Anyway, one day while our moms were talking about one event or another upstairs in the kitchen, we were watching a movie in the basement……’. I was wearing a thin t-shirt and her bare hands had already had me throbbing in my tight jeans.A short, generic conversation revealed she was living alone on rent, new to my adopted city, in a newly-constructed building which had not many people. I thought I had a chance if I pushed a bit more intelligently. And I sailed smoothly when I had her promise a cuppa tea post landing.I was aware of snooping ears, so I asked her if we could type on phone for each other. 

My first message: “Hey, I may. "No... no... please stop it... stop IT!" As she struggled to get away from the flood of dick snot that was flying at her, she heard a voice off in the distance. Soft a first... then growing louder."... mom... Mom wake up... MOM!"Janice's blood shot, puffy eyes flew open to the face of her son kneeling down over her."It's ok mom. It's ok. I'm just trying to clean you up a bit."Janice looked at her son in confusion. She was cold and disoriented. Janice felt something warm wash up against her. Every angle was covered. Parker knew his business. He hadn’t previously appeared in one of his films, but this time was different. More than ever he wanted to fuck this bitch. The backdrop just enhanced that desire. When the signal was given, he slid on the bed. On his knees, his half-erect cock was level with her face. He eased it towards her mouth. ‘Make it hard, honey.’ Her wide eyes stared at him. It seemed her first thought was to turn away and deny his request. But she knew her.