He picked it up and put it back on the shelf, then returned to the computer, glancing suspiciously up at the knife every now and then. It stayed put.U...til he took his attention off it, at which point it ended up right beside his hand again.Later that day, he found Gary in his workshop.“Hey Gary,” he said.The man grunted, deep in concentration. Ken waited until he finished and had his attention.“What’s up?” Gary asked.“I was wondering if I could get you to make a sheath for this,” he said.“Huh,”. 'Mum…''Hush, baby,' Annette crooned. 'Let me feel you in my hand. It's what you wanted… Let me feel the thickness of you. Let me feel your lovely cock.'Ian swallowed heavily as his mother's fist rose and fell, up and down the length of him. He looked at Annette's profile and saw the concentration etched on her features as she slid her hand over her son's rock hard penis.Then, after a sideways glance at Ian, Annette abruptly took the head of the cock into her mouth.'Fuck,' Ian grunted in shock. My breaths were getting heavier. So were her.Again. I started pressing her shoulders more vigorously. She started moaning, softly in the beginning. Her moans started getting louder and passionate. It was driving me crazy. I attempted to remove her gown by the sideway motion of my hands. Her gown slipped to her shoulders’ edge.I tried to enter my hands into her cleavage by pretending that I am pressing her shoulders. She kept her palms on mine and guided me a bit INSIDE. I tried to grab her. Then he came. I was entranced by the height at which his first spurt reached. Then the rest just poured from his cock like molten lava from a volcano, over my hand and through my fingers, his hot thick cream beginning to bubble slightly as I continued to bring him off. Then it happened. Suddenly my pussy tightened and a shockwave wound up me right into my head, dazing me as I exploded into my bikini pants, leaving me shaking and gripping his cock to stop me losing my balance. I’d climaxed.