My fingers drag across the door before curling into a fist. With an nervous intake of breath, I rap on the door…lightly at first…and firmer as I g...in more confidence…As you open the door, I see your eyes look me over, they linger on the purple lace peeking out from the top of my dress…moving up to look me in the eyes. We stare at eachother for a moment. My eyes appear fiercely green and you can’t quite place the look you’re seeing behind them. You finally look away and see my fist still in a. He's pushing on the floorboard from the desire for more. You take you hand away and take his cock to the base. Your hair tickling his belly on each down stroke. Your tongue searching every bit of him. Moments later you can feel his body tensing, and his shaft swelling. Knowing that he's going to cum soon. Your tongue can feel his veins down the length of him, and his heart pounding through his body. You can't wait to taste him. This is such a turn on for you both. While he's touching the back. If we give them a running total of the tonnage processed to date, any fiscally responsible business owner should be able to budget to pay us.”Henry laughed, “Fiscally responsible?!? Not very many governments on this planet would even meet the definition of responsible, let alone fiscally responsible!”Then after thinking about it for a second, he added, “Or, we setup our own accounts and we manage the conversion side of the business and send them their share of the profits each month. It’d be a. His precum.She then looked her son straight in the eye as she stuck out her tongue and dragged it along her finger with a passionately grimacing face, savoring it’s taste.“So good,” she slithered.She then took hold of the cock again and never letting go of her gaze into his eyes, started circling her tongue around the head of his cock, lapping up his precum as it oozed out of his piss hole each time she squeezed his shaft.Mark felt his mother’s tongue go around and over his sensitive cock-tip.