By this I mean I became absorbed in the study; I consumed every book, every writing, every forum post, every interview, every speculation... I went as...far as scholarly intrigue could take me and further. But in the end, I came no closer to understanding that night than so many of my colleagues before me. I would never be the one to solve this mystery.Here, surrounded by Rokkenjima books and related paraphernalia, I can be proud of one thing:I love the characters in this story more than. He admires the size, shape and the volume of his cock and the balls as it looks in the mirror.I watch very intently as he begins to stroke his huge cock with the palm of his hand. He feels a drop of pre-cum dampening his shorts close to the large tip of his cock and reaches inside to rub his hand across his lower stomach and down behind his legs to his ass. Just as he pulls his hand out, he moves the outside edge of his hand against the inside of his crack to cause a little bit friction against. "Mom Scream.I stop until she finnished shivering from her orgasm.And continue eat her out again and again.I count at least 8 or 9 orgasms. I Than stopped.Mom was exhausted.And said" I need it that, oh my god." Mom than french kissed me, and got me exited and wanted to fuck her, but she read my mind." You have done eat my pussy, but you can not fuck me baby." I am your mother, I would not let you eat my pussy, but you keep me off guard. I did not now you will do that."Mom than ask me to take. ‘We need to talk, you and I,’ he said, disregarding his own question. His voice seemed hollow to him, and tinny, and he wondered if it would be capable of the truths it would soon carry. The man seemed to sink further into the chair as Brian approached, and the stain of blood was spreading lower, almost to the straining waistband of his pants. But, even through the pain, a contemptuous fire burned in his glaring eyes. ‘What happened, that was a long time ago,’ he labored to say, a film of red.