Momma needs your cum, Jimmy. All good boys give mommy their cum."This talk had put me into a semi-trance. All I could focus on was mom's face with my ...ock buried in her mouth. I didn't want to cum too soon, but she had put me over the edge. I said, "Ok, mommy, here it is..." With that, I exploded in her mouth. I started to pull out so she wouldn't gag on it, cause there was a lot of cum, but she put a vise on my cock with her mouth and would not let go until she had milked me dry. She was. ”“Alright,” he says agitated, “But don't fuck her tonight. If I can't see her at least you can do that.”“Okay, I said.” He left. I realize I hadn't exactly driven a very hard bargain. And I still had no idea where I'd go or what I'd do Friday night, especially with no car. But I had all day to figure that out.***On the say home, I gassed up the car and stopped by the quick mart to pick up a red rose for her. I've never been the kind to send bunches of flowers to her, especially as with my. Eventually I did make friends with one of the girls at school. It started out with her just wanting to practice speaking English, and then one day we ended up in bed, eating each other out. It was good, and we couldn’t stop. We were sixty-nining each other, and cumming out of control when daddy came home. I have to admit, I MIGHT have planned it that way.Aiko didn’t react the way I thought she would. No screaming, no frantic covering up, no yelling at me. She just twisted out of our sixty-nine. Greener pastures in this case is a rather dull and forgettable city called Jericho in the north of England.Glancing up at your clock you sigh.“3a.m. and time to sleep” you say to yourself.You have work in five hours, tomorrow will be another mind numbingly dumb day sat in front of a computer inputting data for an accountancy firm. What happened to your dreams of being a software designer as a teen? “Oh well,” you think to yourself “at least it keeps me in junk food and games.”Too tried for your.