"She's mine to treat anyway I please, Robinson." Junior Bishop! I taught you better than that," Mrs. Bishop said as she stood watching from the door o... the Cafe. "You apologize to Missy right now." Stay out of this, Mom!" Junior said angrily. "It doesn't concern you." Don't you take that tone with me, Ethan Morris Bishop," Mrs. Bishop said sternly, stepping up in front of him. "You aren't so big that I can't take a switch to you."Junior deflated a little. "Yes, Mom." That's better. Now you. He watched her, and his heart skipped a beat. He loved her. He knew it, surely as the sun rose in the east. He thought of the evening and night ahead of them. Dare he hope that she share his feelings? Dare he hope that she love him too? Dare he hope. . .?They continued on the road trip, to be stopped by a herd of elk, causing quite a traffic jam on the highway. She muttered at the foolishness of people getting out of their cars to take pictures, and enticing the majestic creatures with. His eye level was directly on my penis and balls. I could feel the pre cum now running between my balls. “Get that faggot tongue out and lick all this pre cum off my balls” I ordered. My “son” did as he was told and went to work licking my juices from my ball sack. He was a bit over enthusiastic at first and it was very clear that this whore was keen to be used by an Alpha Male. I told him to slow down a bit and be gentler with my balls, he then softly took them into his mouth one at a time and. You tell me where and bring your friends ,-) I typed out and hit send. He emailed back quickly with details a motel in Red Hook, room number to follow and I closed everything up in anticipation of my husbands arrival home. Id need a story. When he came through the door, I just knew hed been fucking around. All those strange changes to his scent suddenly made sense they were his craigslist tramps. I came over and kissed him hello, trying to mask my anger and the fact that I, too, was about to.