Johnson fed me his cum. It shook me with another orgasm. Randall pulled out of me, slapped my ass. "Alright beautiful until next time. Thank you, lads..." He kissed my cheek and walked out, Mr. Savage followed. Mrs. Black came briskly into the room and pulled me up. "Come on dear you're keeping Mrs. Sloan waiting. She's ready for her breakfast." Mrs. Sloan was sitting serenely at the table in the kitchen. I knew she had porridge every morning. Another contraption was wheeled into the room from. Is she nosy? Could she be curious about her son, or being a protective mama bear?The lady I knew as Peaches hollered from the top of the stairs, "All right you kids, set the tables and wash your hands. Supper will be ready in just a few minutes."Mom and Dad now had the opportunity to watch what I had already found remarkable. All of the kids were instantly busy putting tablecloths on the tables, and carrying out dishes, glasses, and flatware. There was going to be something good for supper,. “Okay, take it out, Brian. Show me what ya got.”Now nervous, my hands began to shake and I felt my penis start to shrink. Trying to hurry before it was tiny, I unzipped and popped the thing out of its underwear.Because it was getting smaller, it was probably only about four inches at that point, but Melissa still squealed in delight again. “Can I take a picture?”“Sure,” I agree.“Oh, Brian, you’re so sweet. You’re nervous aren’t you? It’s getting smaller.” She took a photo of my face and then a. She gripped and re-gripped my cock, twisting her hand slightly as she pushed the skin back down along the shaft. Her brown hair fell alongside her cheeks as she leaned over me. She didn’t spit, she just parted her lips and saliva rolled off her shiny red bottom lip and dropped dead on the head of my dick. She used both hands, twisting and stroking the slick moisture over it. The head of my cock was swollen tight. I could see the engorged veins on the shaft as her hands moved. ‘Do you like.