" Don't show me that." But it's your fault. What am I going to do? What are you going to do?"Dorothy was once again silenced by the implied request. S...e could only look up at him afraid of what would happen.In response to her silence Chuck reached for his zipper and tugged it down. The bursting cock pushed his underwear out of his pants. He reached between the folds of his shorts and pulled his meat in front of his mother's face. It snapped out and brushed her chin."Now I'm only going to ask. My breathing now matched his, as tingles raced up and down my spine. Glancing back at him, I noted that his cock was free from his shorts, and he was tugging on it slowly. My cream ran down my thighs, as I watched his glans hide the excess skin of his foreskin, only to rear its head later. His cock was beautiful, with delicate veins tracing their way along the thick shaft. Feeling kinky, I pulled my finger out of my puss and sucked my cream off it. His tongue licked his lips, like he was. A good nervous, and a very bad nervous. The weather outside was picking up, and in the city it can be scorching hot. Even late in the night. I had taken to the habit of sleeping in a baggy t-shirt and a pair of light panties. Our air conditioner was broken, so blankets were not necessary. I would just lounge on top of the covers in my Monty Pythons shirt and fall asleep watching the ceiling fan bobble, in an effort to serve its purpose of cooling me down. There was a hesitant knock on my. We did the round trip and got back in time to help Trish’s folks say goodbye to everyone and help clean up. When we had the place pretty well straightened up, Cecile and Carol had us four kids come into the living room for a few minutes. Carol told everyone that she needed to tell everyone something together.Carol was sitting with watery eyes with Dan beside her, his arm around her. She sighed then began, “My grandmother, Delta’s great grandmother, passed away this evening. You know she’s been.