‘Just one weekend without the kid Gary, that’s all I ask. One weekend to ourselves without your son hanging off you.’ ‘Sugar, I know you want ...o go away by ourselves, but he’s my son, he’s part of me. Either take both of us or none at all. It’s non negotiable.’ ‘Look Gary, I’m not saying no to every weekend, just this one weekend alone. You and I. We could go on the ferry across to Amsterdam, make it a long weekend, have some real fun, and you could see your kid during the week to make up not. He had his cock out by then, but remained dressed and standing on the floor.I lay down on the bench myself and took his nice uncut cock in my mouth to work on him for a while. I don’t think he got fully erect when he moved aside and went back to work on my dick. He kept sucking on me but I was nowhere close to coming when he said, I have to go take a piss. He let me get dressed and then left the booth. I wondered around a bit and on another bench near the entrance to the booth area was a. "So what's this?" Julie asked.Cassie retrieved a latex glove from her pocket, pulled it on, opened the jar, and dipped in her index finger.As she pulled out some of the contents with her covered fingertip, the stuff was thick, like honey, and long, black threads were visible within."That looks like a worm stinger..." Julie said."Yes, that's exactly what it is." Cassie said. "Gabby has been busy at the lab in the hospital, experimenting with worm venom."She's been transforming the venom into a. I heard the front door open and slam shut. Ryan was home. 'So have they gone?' He asked, waltzing into the living room. I looked up from my seat, 'Yes Ryan they have'. He sat on the floor opposite me; in fact it made me feel slightly strange as if he shouldn't be sitting like that even though it was perfectly normal. He lit up a cigarette, before offering me one. 'No, you know I don't smoke Ryan' I snapped at him as he watched me with a glint in his eyes. He looked at me for what seemed like.