It was the seventh day. I rested.As we were getting ready for bed that evening, my wife informed me that she would like to take some of that sandwich ...o work with her for their upcoming potluck. It wasn't a big deal to make, but I wanted to play hard to get, so to speak."What's in it for me?" Oh, I don't know. I'm sure I can come up with something."At that she reached over and unzipped my fly, fished out my cock and dropped to her knees in front of me. She sucked my entire cock into her mouth.. You did thoroughly love learning how to fuck.You had such curiosity about sex and the fact you were raised by three women of quite varying character was instrumental. But your training in strict parochial method drove you to fear girls yet you had true preoccupation with sex. Perhaps that was intended to create the sex drive waiting to be brought to life in order to accomplish the need, our need to have you fill us with mass energy driven gizem.Your mother, the person who gave birth to you was. It threatened to send him back to that black place where he had been after Beth and Randy had left that night. He couldn't go back there. He had to think of a way to get himself out of this mess so he could care for his children, so he could get William out of the country before they found out he was a user. He marched on and was guided on toward interrogation room #3. The door was unlocked and he was placed inside with his wrists secured to the table. Behind him, Gary could hear the door close. He never heard the front door opening or anyone climbing the stairs, he was engrossed in the thought of his mother wearing such panties and wondering if he would get away with wanking into them?“Hello David” He opened his eyes with a start, the black panties still under his nose. He mother stood there by the side of his bed, legs slightly apart and her hands firmly on her hips.“I see you have been in my bedroom” she said, nodding her head towards the incriminating black underwear. “Do you like.