Tongue probing my sweet pussy. My monster, so eager to please, to taste the honey flowing from his goddess. An expert at his craft, within minutes he...has coaxed a river from me, all to willing to drink...yesssss....A rearrangement of bodies occurs and my monsters are on their backs, offering themselves to my desires. I eagerly assess the feast in front of me. I taste one, then the other, dancing again with my lovers, sucking and licking each exquisite cock laid out for me. My mind dulls and. A black satin tight skirt, white silk blouse with ultra sheer blackstockings worn with the same style five inch FM pumps just like his motherwas wearing. David had to keep his hands in his pockets to help hide hisfull erection. Nervously David asked his Aunt what she needed help with?"David there is something that I wanted to share with you, please sit downhere in this chair. I will be right back dear."David could hear the swishing of his Aunts stockings as she left the room.David's mother. ”“Okay, I can’t promise, but I’ll do my best.”The next day, Billy sorted his toolbox out to ensure he had the necessary tools for the job. His mother gave him the address and off he went.Margaret Gower opened the door. “Hello Billy, have you come to fix my cooker?”“Yes, well, I’ll take a look at it, I’ve brought some spare catches, so if one of them fits, I should be able to repair it.”Once inside, she directed him to the kitchen. It was a Parkinson Cowen cooker, just like the one his mother. First her darling Kenny and now his pal Mike: Mike without family or roots, who’d come home with Kenny and affectionately called her ‘Mom,’ Mike who was now maimed for life, or so it seemed. In the letter, which, first time around, she could hardly read because of the effect of the tracks of her tears on her face, he apologized for not getting in touch with her sooner. He told her of his own process and where he was with the process. He said that he had been fitted with brand new metal legs,.