What kind of story should I tell?"She screamed, "FINE....tell me anything, tell me a story of what you did in college, tell me how you were sleeping w...th other girls....or anything...ANYTHING, just let me lie here and not do anything!" Anything? Any kind of story? You are going to listen at least, right? Cause it won't work if you not at least acting like your listening!", I explained.She snapped back, "YES, anything, just let me lay here! I will listen or at least act like I am listening!"I. Breathing heavily as I move one of my hands down to cradle my plump pussy in its palm. Using the heel of my hand, I rub against my throbbing clit. My smooth pussy becomes wet quickly, so I slip two fingers deep into my pussy. Because of what my hands were doing to my body, my release rapidly approached.I picture you in my mind, your fat cock dripping precum. I imagine me on my knees in front of you as you take my hair and wrap it around your hands. I feel your wet cock slide against my mouth,. "Mum it's important for me to know; when you think of me do you think ofme as a male or female"?"Julie, that's difficult, you will find out that a mother often thinksback of her children when they are growing up, I remember all of thenormal Christmases, birthdays, holidays, first days at school and many,many other occasions. I'll be honest, you were my first born, my babyboy." I try to think of being lucky that I now have two wonderfuldaughters................I have lost my baby boy, the pain. The Princess gave him her usual cold look, not bothering to turn around, only flicking her gaze to him in the mirror then going back to brushing her light blond hair in long smooth strokes. The servant left the small tray of fine fruit and watered wine on the table. Turning towards the door she smiled and curtsied at King Moracor. See? She knows to respect her liege lord. I rule for seven thousand leagues in every direction! Anyone standing in this city cannot gaze upon land that is not mine or.