" And with that 48 excruciatingly long hours, 286 almost unendurable minutes, 17, 160 screeching boiler ready to explode seconds finally ended in a st...icky shower of celebration. My body seized as it attempted to understand the profound sensations roaring through it at the speed of squirt, but that was like an ant trying to translate the language of God...the most I could manage was to bask in its incomprehensible beauty...eventually the moment passed and I could breathe again...and then things. She opened the window and felt the warm late summer sun on her naked shoulders, kissing the soft features of her classically beautiful oval face. She pulled on the cigarette, drawing a thick plume of smoke into her lungs and exhaled just as deeply. She looked down on to the alleyway below.Her flat was just behind the market square of the small, semi rural town. It was the sort of place that the tourism board would describe as a ‘quintessential, English market town’. She could see suited men. It was then that I offered Ron some company if he ever felt like a chat or whatever. He then said, "Well thank you Ann that's very kind. So if I manage to get some tickets for a play or something would you accompany me? What sort of stuff do you like?" Well I'm not that fussy really, comedies, plays, the odd film, I don't mind really. I'm not really keen on those action films; you know Swarzenegger's films and the like." That's good nor am I," smiled Ron, "I'll see what I can get hold of and. “Sit here beside me David,” Michele patted the cushion beside her.David sat beside his mother; uncomfortably closer than he would normally sit.“The good news is I’ve been promoted and I’ve also been given a large pay rise.”“That’s wonderful,” David beamed a genuine smile at his mother. He looked lovingly into her heavily made-up face and sighed. He inhaled her scent; his cock was still semi-erect.“But that’s not what I really wanted to talk to you about David,” she said a little sternly.“David.