” “We have to get up and clean ourselves.” Mom said Pushing her chest up, but by that movement pressing her pelvic against mine. My cock started...to twitch again from its semi state. “No we can’t do it again we have to give my pussy some time to relax or I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” Mom stood up and pulled me up as well. Looking at my cock. “Is there no other state that your manhood can be in from Friday it was in this state and I saw sometimes it stiffer than other times?” Mom said with a. Once again she enjoyed her mouth being stretched to take the knob end and her tongue teasing the underside. Aroused by the shameful act she was performing at the insistence of her son only heightened her pleasure. Her only thoughts were those of pleasing her Dominus and swallowing his seed. Gone were any thoughts of fingering her pulsating clit to an orgasm.Alan was fighting holding off his climax… he did not want this pleasurable feeling to end. His hands gripped the head that was going up and. . yes, the duplicate ran on a different radio frequency, so I wouldn't burn a hole in my chest by accident.In a concession to James Bond-ism, the radio transmitter that would activate one or the other of them was in my belt buckle – 'Q' style.The older, more cumbersome C4-like plastique was in bricks in my backpack. That was for later.I snaked back into my sewer hide out, well before the next scheduled security patrol at 1730. Now I had nothing to do but wait. For an hour.I hoped everything was. ”“Hold on, I’m on my way.”“Come on, guys. What the hell is going on?”“Not until the coach gets here,” Boomer said, staring him in the eyes without showing any emotions.Sighing, Taylor dropped his books on the wooden bench in front of the lockers and sat down. Everyone watched him, hardly glancing away. They seemed eager to tell him something, but no one was venturing anything.Coach Fredric Peters entered the locker room, studying his notes. He was a large man, like most of those assembled. He’d.