I was now thinking with my little head and without thinking of the possible consequences, I took her hand and placed it on my hard cock. She gasped an... tried to pull it away, but I held it there. After a few minutes she relaxed and started to squeeze and massage my hard cock. I took my hand off of hers and she began to slowly slide her hand up and down the length of my cock. She reached through the slit in my boxer shorts and took my cock out. She used her thumb to smear my pre-cum all over the. It felt like as if my Mom is going to suck up my fingers. Well I thought, not bad for a start! Here comes the disappointment part: My Mother Manjula said, ‘then you can take my blanket’. What..? What was that mom, how will you sleep if you give it to me? Oh! No problem da I’m use to these chillness, you go ahead and sleep. Here, take the blanket and cover yourself up properly.Then she resumed her sleeping position in the other side of the bed. I did not protest much, because i knew this was. Her fingers stroked my thigh before she pulled her hand away."You can't be feeling right after taking a hit from a baseball bat," she told me."I'm ambidextrous," I said."Even with masturbation?" she asked."Lefty or righty, I don't have a preference," I insisted."Just not MY left or right hand?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. "Are you saying no to me, Michael?" I ... I ... I..." The nurse is probably going to do it like she would a bull -- stick an electric prod up your ass to make you. An hour later two shots rang out On North Parsons Blvd. The shots were about two minutes apart and witnesses swore they heard loud sobbing between the shots. The police didn't recover a note, just the lifeless bodies of Kent the poodle and Emerill. Emerill had dressed in some of his wife's finest lingerie for the occasion. They also found a peculiar message scribbled on the bedroom mirror but could not make heads nor tails of it and decided it wasn't pertinent to the investigation. The message.