Big! As big as a pony I’ve seen in the field across the way!Then he saw me. His expression took on shock and then resentment.“Mother ... how could...you! ... Spying on me ... like this!” his voice accused bitterly.Blind maternal empathy drew me to his side.“Guy! No, I wasn’t spying!” I pleaded, stroking his head. “I had no idea you would even home. What happened?”His eyes are searching my face for the truth.“Well ... maybe so.” He says putting an arm on my bare shoulder. Then murmuring lowly. As he did this, her lips widened and he was able to push his tongue deep into her, tasting her salty, sweet juice as it flowed into his mouth. “Mmmmmm,” he muttered and held on tight as his tongue brought her to a shuddering orgasm. He loved the way her inner thighs shook and trembled when she was cumming. This just incited his own passion even more. He picked her up and carried her through to the bathroom. “I want to shower with you,” he said simply, placing her down and turning on the. Men and women in smart suits, looking very hot despite the power of the air con and the innate coolness of the old stone building, moved around him with arms full of the minutiae of law, their clients waiting in polished leather seats while Kris sat in their midst at a large mahogany table more or less in the centre of the library. He too was searching through a ring binder, one of a matching set of five that rested in a stack beside him. It was not of city laws, but city lawyers. It was. Spread those butt cheeks and let it feel the air. Wider- wider spread them wider, place your fingers in that crack, get the smell of man musk on them. Smell those fingers - the cock god responds to that manly scent. Push down and relax yr anus, it should feel that it is part of the ceremony of worship. Stroke those lips, moisten yr fingers and let them brush the hole. If HE desires it let your fingers enter there, feel them stroking your cock from within, touching the prostrate of desire, feel.