Back in the car Alice drives back to the office talking all the way, you don’t hear half of what’s said as all you can picture in your mind is the...size of Richards’s flaccid cock. Over the next couple of weeks you move from round to round only occasionally visiting Richard, each time he tries to grab or flash you being stopped by your work partner and each time you can’t stop thinking about his size and feeling guilty when you start getting damp.Then it happens, you’re working with a new girl. .. I mean, no priest, I-"She shushes me, raising a finger to her veil."Silly. I don't mean a man-and-wife, 'marriage certificate' wedding. Just a small, private affair. Me," Mom runs that finger down between her breasts, firm and tanned, held by the loving cups of her corset, "you," her finger keeps travelling downwards as she neared my bed, "and a certain 'special little friend.'" It lands square on the head of my cock, and makes tiny little circles on the very tip, spreading the lubricating. It took a good five minutes of small pushes and pulls, but Freddie finally was fully inside her, her bundle of nerves right against the base of his shaft. "You still ok?" he whispered, worrying that bottoming out inside her was too much."Other than probably getting dick-prints on my organs, I think so."Freddie smiled at her, still willing to make some jokes as she winced, getting used to everything. For Sam this was it. Forget the kissing, the tit worship, or the eating out - this moment, where. His mother was able to compose herself enough to speak again and resumed. "I know it's not possible, but I want you to be able to spend the rest of your life as the person you feel you really are. I've made some arrangements for you to start seeing a therapist, and already forwarded him the stuff from the logs that I feel is important. For now I want you to change into the clothing I'd set out on the edge of your bed." Jason had broken out into another storm of tears. This time they were tears.