“Keep it in and don’t take it out of your mouth unless I say so. Now suck!”My heart was pounding and my own cock felt like it would explode. Th...re was no way I could take it all, so more than once I coughed and gagged forcing him to stop momentarily. Initially he eased himself back slightly to give me a break but it didn’t last long: “Suck it boy” he told me again and again, as he moved his hips, slowly but surely, backwards and forwards, easing himself further into my willing mouth. His hands. She dried him off and carried him into bed. She flicked off the lights and went to be next to him. As she tucked him in, she spoke with him. "That was a special mom-son bath ok? It cant be done like that again". Carl nestled up to his mom and replied "but I want it to be like that more. I like to tingle. Please.?" Amber took a deep breath and layed in bed next to him. "Ok Carl. If you dont tell anyone". "i wont mom , I promise." She curled up with him breathing the smell of his fresh body still. “Some of the people we see tonight will be wearing something similar,” Liz said. “If you want to dress that way, it’ll be fine. We’ll both go casual if you want.”I chuckled.“You already have your outfit picked out,” I said. “I figure you three coordinated your outfits for the week already. I’ve tossed enough monkey wrenches in your plans. If you want, set out what you want me to wear tonight. I’m good with it.”Liz leaned over and gave me a hug.“I’m sorry,” she said.“Me, too,” I said. “I could. Blue eyes. Black hair. Driver’s license expires two days short of one year from now. Means Body… Thomas… means Thomas got driver’s license Tuesday. Address, Social, height, weight… and picture of open eyed smiling Thomas. Should stop there. Quiet part tells me to stop. Loud part wants to know more. Screams in shrill tones in head ‘Thumb open wallet and meet Thomas Coffee.’ Three dollars in the fold, gift certificate to skating rink. Letter with flowery writing signed ‘love, julie’–talks about.