Eli let his head fall back and closed his eyes hypnotised by the overhead brightness of the studio lights. “Chef, I feel like Cocotte, get up and ge... me the eggs from the laddier.” Lluc kicked the leg of his chair nearly knocking him over as he scrambled for balance. Not hearing Lluc come into the studio kitchen, Eli was caught unaware and his half tumble of surprise brought him close to planting his face in Lluc’s chest as he tried to stand. He could smell the crisp linen of his chef’s whites. Mom came back from her meeting looking frustrated. "They wouldn't listen to me! Told me to take it up with the Board of Realtors. They're too busy chasing pedophiles right now."She sighed, then noticed Mrs. Swain. "Hi! I'm sorry, I know we've met before but I forget ... I'm Kathy Walker, Dee's mom." I know. I'm Georgia Swain, CPS." Child Protective Services," I filled in."Of course! You were there at the war council that brought down that..." Even Mom had trouble saying the Worm's name. "What. The traffic hub above the sun Lumis Rene, was no exception.It was no particular special day in the Union calendar. Union week and the traditional vacation time of Union citizens was months off. The famous Le Habre wine festival was equally distant. Yet, the traffic hub manager could not explain the seemingly endless streams of wiggling and screaming worm creatures pouring out of the train compartments arriving from Blue Moon. Thousands of them, armed with small knives. Wearing all kinds of. Her dark brown hair falls over her shoulder and blocks my view, but I don’t particularly care. I’m just trying to not blow my load right then and there. My cock is already as hard as a fucking two by four, and I am so horny, and she is so good with her mouth, I just hope that I’ll last. She holds her lips over the head and circles her tongue over it and around it several times. I let out a long, slow groan, and she starts stroking me. She keeps licking the head, and lets her spit dribble out of.