Sensing my anguish Mags approached and took my hand in her free hand and kissed me hard on the mouth, and then did the same to Mary. I sure that the �...�what the fuck’ look on my face perfectly betrayed the confusion in my head. Then Mags sort of pulled Mary and me into an intimate little circle, Mary kissed my cheek and whispered ‘welcome to the family Dan’. Mary was a 40-something mother of two independent young adult kids, the birthing of which left hardly any evidence on her well-toned little. ‘Frank darling, this is my friend Lois. Lois, this is Frank. What do you think, Lois?’ ‘You were right hon, he’s gorgeous.’ ‘Lois was my best friend in High School Frank, they used to tease us and call us Clark Kent’s girls.’ ‘I don’t get it.’ ‘Lois and Lana. Lois Lane and Lana Lang, Superman’s girlfriends?’ Lois added. ‘I’ve never been much into comics, but I guess it’s cute,’ Frank said. Lois seemed pleasant enough, although he wondered why she was here tonight. Lana leaned close and. Her skin, her smell, her presence after all the years of waiting was enough. I think she knew. Her hands were on my shoulders, and she pulled me up. Then her mouth was on my left nipple. She left her own snail trail of saliva down my stomach, a breast hung for a moment on my shaft, and I thought I would come right then. She kept going until she was kneeling in front of me, my aching cock in front of her face. She looked up and said ‘It’s OK’ and then gently took the tip in her mouth. For years. Trish'So this is Maggie's son, ' I think to myself as I look at picture of him in his baseball uniform. Not a bad looking guy. I bet he'll be a hunk when he grows up. I can imagine it ... mmmm ... now.Shit, what has gotten into me. Here I am, getting turned on by a teenage boy. I got to get these stickers on.I realize as I pull up my shirt to apply the boob sticker that I don't have any water. Man, I don't really want to go back out there. The smell aroma coming from between my legs reminds me.