"Lee smiled wide and looked over at me again, then back at Harriet. "You know what I said. I don't want any doubt - I want you to tell him."Harriet cl...sed her eyes, her faced reddening slightly. Then she turned her eyes to me, looking me full in the face for the first time in weeks. She took a breath."I want him," she said. She moaned slightly. "I want Lee's big cock inside me. I want to suck him and swallow his hot spunk."Even Lee looked shocked at her words. I gaped. This was the first time. Still puzzled John opened the front door and saw hisformer next door neighbour Mr Dawkins rushing in to his porch out of thepouring rain. Mr Dawkins paused to shout a greeting, "Morning Joanne,filthy weather eh?"John automatically responded, "It certainly is, Robert. You look afteryourself."Moving on to the drive, John realised that Mr. Dawkins had died 5 yearssgo and he hadn't known his first name. Furthermore he had called him'Joanne'. In a way that was a relief that be hadn't been exposed as. If I wasn’t close to coming before I sure as hell was now. She stroked me rhythmically, occasionally licking my balls as she hit the base of my shaft.“I’m about to come" I gasped but she didn’t stop. Instead she quickened her movement and continued in her sensory overload of me. Her only other acknowledgement was a muffled “mmhmm”. I felt it vibrate through my cock to the rest of my body.With that, she sent me over the edge and I came, a shaking, quivering mess, expecting to see a load of my. I was naked, standing in a large plastic tub, in the middle of the laundry washing myself off with a washcloth soaked in the hot water from the pot next to me. My face and hair were covered in soap when I felt a draft of cold air across my wet body. Quickly wiping away the soap I saw my mother standing in the doorway with a towel in hand and eyes firmly locked on my crotch area. She just made a comment about warming the towel by the fire and handed it to me and left.This became a pattern for.