. . ." Margaret hesitated. "But Henry, I've never had one with you. I can tell you are honest about your urges, but have you acted on any of those ...rges? Are you still a virgin?" "Jeez, Mom." Henry whined. "Do we have to talk? I really don't want to talk about it." Henry, it is time that we had this talk and the only rule is that we are honest with each other . . . . honest even if it is uncomfortable to talk about it. You have to know that it is uncomfortable for everyone to talk like. Can’t tell you.”And with that they crammed themselves into the lift and the door shut. She watched the numbers as it rose and was surprised they went to the top floor. She heard the hammering on the door and the shouting, then there was silence. She went back into the flat and locked up.She couldn’t understand it. Victor was obviously rich, but seemed to have strong morals; how could he be guilty of crimes? She finally convinced herself that it must have been a mistake on their part, and went. I could stand and stare at you for hours,” I mumbled as I handed over the two small bottles.“I appreciate the compliment, but instead of just staring, why not join me in the shower? You can shampoo my hair for me.”“I’d love to, but — ”“I’m on the pill, and I aced my last medical.”It was almost as if she’d read my mind. Perhaps she had.“Come on, Colin. I’m beginning to get goosebumps.”I hurriedly unbuttoned my shirt. Mandy was watching me with obvious interest.“Very nice,” she said, “and here. 5 inch dick. “Suck on it” I ordered her. She complied with a little smile. “Oh, yea” I moaned “you like the taste of dick don’t you.”“MM-hm” all she could say with me in her mouth. I took my cock out.“Tell me you like it.” I said giving her a good smack across the face.“I like the taste of dick.” She said.“The taste of whose dick?” I asked.“I like the taste of your dick master” she told me. I rewarded her by putting my tick back in her mouth. She sucked me until I felt like I was going.