His cock began to twitch, and I was sure he was about to cum. I removed my finger from my mouth, and slid it into his mouth. He immediately released h...s load onto my hand and his lap. He began to apologize with a stammer, and I quickly silenced him. "You've done nothing for which to apologize! I loved it!" He began to relax again, and I coached him on how to stroke my cock to optimize pleasure for me. He dutifully followed my instructions, and continued to pump the base of my cock - as he. My mom and I were very close, as much best friends as were family. There was nothing sexual or inappropriate about our relationship, so get your mind out of that gutter, but we have always been very honest and open with each other about sexuality. That, I will admit, likely has something to do with what I've become, but only in that it has allowed me to embrace my place in life without fear or shame or doubt.As for poverty . . . well, like I said, my dad's insurance policies left us very well. "Oh My god! You trashed Billy's office!!" Cleo was laughing and couldn't get passed that one little fact.I gave her a sheepish grin."Yeah well." The grin got a bit wider. "I think the colored sticky note paper was the toppers. It added color."Cleo was wiping a tear from the corner of her eye caused by way too much laughing."I was just so mad and frustrated and ... and..." I paused and shrugged. "Now I feel kinda bad." Like Hell you do." Cleo smiled brightly at me."I do." My voice raised in. "You wanted to experience handcuffs so there you are, all cuffed just like me!"Cathy just laughed from behind the shroud:"And here I am," she butted in. "I wanted to experience what it was like to wear a Burka and here I am wearing a Burka!" So we all got to experience new things today," I continued to laugh, which got a rousing reaction from both girls. "Anyway what do we do now?" Dave's got a point Cathy, what do we do now," asked Ellen, trying to persuade Cathy to unlock her wrists."I don't.