***Christmas Eve was one of the worst I can remember. The room seemed smaller than usual as well as damper. I was certainly more depressed. It is at t...is time of year that I missed my family most. I don't usually let it get to me, but... Even in this shithole I can hear people enjoying themselves. It just reinforces my sense of loss. I cry myself to sleep.At daybreak my mind is made up. Without pausing for breakfast (breakfast, who's kidding who?) I leave my room and head for the nearby railway. I had to have it; I leaned forward; pulling his wet cock deep into my mouth; sucking and licking him; getting his cum and my pussy juice all over the inside of my mouth; savoring the flavors mixing in my mouth. Then I was sucking and licking his again hard cock; not letting him go; needing to suck him; wanting that cock so badly. I kept sucking; in and out; deeper and deeper; even deeper than I had taken him before; deep, down my throat; pulling out then sucking him in again and again. This. I turned on the water to let it get hot and Iprobably missed whatever else she said for awhile.Everything in the bathroom was mine, now. The shampoo, the bathoils, the blowdryer, the makeup on the sink, the hose hangingfrom the shower rail. I stepped into the tub and shampooed andrinsed my hair then soaped up all over. I liked the feel of mysoft skin since Leon made me start taking hormones. I likedusing the nice scented soaps he bought for me.The shower wand was adjustable and I stopped. ” “Well, maybe another time we can watch Nan and I make love too?” They began watching the movie; all the while things were getting hotter on the home front. Greg began to rub and stroke his Mom’s breast and kiss her down the side of the neck. He bought up his other hand and released the ties of her negligee and grasped both her bounteous breasts and kneaded them. He bent his head and started to kiss and lave them, then gently biting the nipples until they stood out like bullets. He nibbled.