We clicked in wonderful ways and there was no way that we were breaking apart because Glenda came between us.Even as I thought that I wondered if thos... were famous last words.Evie came on the line and assured me that she still loved me even if Deirdre managed to pry Glenda away from me. We giggled about that and talked about the trip to MI6 without me giving up any details whatsoever. When I hung up it was time to go see about my birthday gift.“Good afternoon, Glenda,” I called out as I entered. You're not suppose to think."Janice began to cry at the harsh words of her son. "John please don't..." You and I both know it's true, your a slut. It's ok though mom, because I still love you. I love you just as you are... A SLUT!Janice hung her head low and sobbed quietly as she let the sheet fall from her body." There now mom, don't you feel better accepting who you are?" Yes John," Janice mewed as she stood there and cried. She jumped at the touch of her son until she realized he was just. Bring it on! “Let’s get the mats on the floor, shall we?” I asked hopefully. “Good idea my man,” Jess said smiling. We worked in silence as we made a bed on the floor for two people. I stripped as Jess intently watched, naked I laid down. “Your turn,” I said. “Damn man … you’re so sweet looking,” Jess whispered. “Come… taste me and see if I am really sweet,” I joked. “My pleasure,” he said undressing, his eyes never leaving mine. God, he was beautiful, nice, and hairy. To my disappointment, he. I could feel him getting close, so I backed off the tempo until he subsided. Then I stroked him hard again. Taking my mouth away from his nipple, I put it to his ear and whispered, "Your cock is beautiful. It is perfect. I love how it feels in my hand. I love how it tastes. I want to suck you again later, feel you cum in my mouth." "Oh, fuck," he whimpered. I smiled and said, "That too. I want you to fuck me." Pressing my mouth against his ear, licking the lobe lightly, I repeated, "I want you.