I had never felt anything like it, I imagined, but It surpassed even my imagination. The warm, wet, soft, loving, overwhelming feeling I got was somet...ing I will never forget. I only held out for 2 minutes before I had to release my load, my mom kept on doing her thing, and when I did cum, she swallowed it all without so much as a blink, she just licked her lips and kissed me goodnight as if nothing had ever happened. The next morning was a Saturday. Mom woke me up just like she always did. I. What? You have got to be fucking k**ding me." "I wish I was. I was so pissed that I just left. I got dressed, took a personal day, got in my car and just drove. I was so pissed that I hit the border before I realized how far I had gone and headed home. By the time I got back she was getting up and I just let her have it. I don't think I have ever yelled that much, she started crying and it just made me angrier. The whole thing was so fucked up, the more I yelled the more she begged and pleaded,. "You can turn round and start washing me" he said and sat upwards, but still covered with his hands his breasts, which were small and cute. Sebastian steps forward and takes a warm brush and begins washing Ciel's back, careful of the scars. He sees Ceil flinch and smiles with a demon glint in his eye."Master. I need to wash everything, but I cannot, I need to wash every canny, but this bath is small unless..." he continued. Ceil looked at him and nodded."Do what you must, This dirt has gotten. Please." This won't last, you know. When I get my hands on ... on ... you know, on the thing..." he stopped talking, a growing look of puzzlement on his face. "Goddamnit," he spit out, "The thing that does the thing!" Which thing?" I asked innocently."The thing with the ... the ... the stuff!" he said. "The ... the stuff!!" Oh, that thing," I said. "Yeah, you can't remember that. You can't remember where it is, or how it works, or the last four or five crucial insights that let you take control.