As you can see from the scars, my whole life has been fighting. You can move the body in more ways than you think.Sanosuke (struggling to his feet): Y...u... bastard... Shikijou: Stop. If you took that blow your skull should have been smashed. The shock should have reached your brain, and you should be unable to move a muscle. And yet... you made my hands shake. (glancing down at his hands, which have been gripped so hard they're torn and shivering). I like you, kid. How about it. Forget. I finished the homework right around that time that Mom came home. I greeted her with a brief but sensuous kiss."Hi, Mom," I said. "Good day at work?" Not too bad, but I'm glad it's Friday," she said."I'm going to have dinner at a friend's house tonight," I told her. "Can you give me a lift there at 6:30?" Sure," Mom said, giving me another quick kiss before extracting herself from my arms. "Is this anyone I know?"There was no reason not to tell her. "My teacher, Mrs. Richards."Mom looked back. He hardened instantly in her hand and she could see the tip of his cock was glistening with pre-come. She slowly slid back his foreskin and he hardened even more. There was a large droplet at the entrance to his urethra and she used her thumb to spread it over the straining head of his cock making it jerk in her hand.“Someone likes that, don’t they? Someone wants to come in me don’t they?”“Of course I do, Honey, but not right now”She started to slide his foreskin up and down covering and. ‘Yeah, baby?’ she asked, continuing that sultry purring. ‘Is that okay?’ Is that okay?!? She leaned up to kiss me, and I could smell her intoxicating scent of English Lavender and the somewhat peach-y taste of her glossy lipstick on mine. She started to play with my tongue with hers, occasionally pulling on my lower lip. Her cool hands reached into my underwear and touched the tip of my cock. Hard and pulsing, her fingers ran over the head with the slightest amount of pressure, making it jump.