. Gee, Mom ... Do you think I'm kinda queer? She was probably struggling with the same question. Well, I knew she wasn't. Mom knew she wasn't totally ...gay because she'd been married, had a baby, loved Dr. Hanson and wanted to have his baby probably, and that made her at least fifty percent not gay, right? Like even more than that probably. Mom had to be mostly straight and just, you know, sorta bisexual or whatever.Most girls are, you know. I read it in a magazine at Supercuts when I got my hair. So she started to take my cock in her mouth fully & sucked as she was sucking I was in wonders of the world, heaven. Slowly she got up & asked did you like it I said yes, she still didn’t cover her boobs here pallu was still down, she asked what did you like in me I said your lips, boobs, ass sh was surprise to hear from me she said I thought you are a small boy but you like so much in me ha I said yes.Again she asked only so much ha still anything is there I said I want to see your navel she. ..for so long. The elevator doors open. I panic...but he doesnt at all. He pushes my body to the left...and towards his door...all that time... his cock pulsating through pants on my derrier. He opens the door quickly with the keys. Shuts the door behind on all three locks and a chain lock. In a hurry shuts all the d****s. I'm just standing there...my knees barely capable of holding me up. It's going to happen... it's going to happen any minute now. He turns his cell off. Then he grabs my hand. I laid down on my front again, secretly pleased with how things were going and wondering what was going to happen next.Michael put some more oil on his hands and started on my feet. "I love feet," he said as he worked on my toes."Go easy on them," I told him. "They're ticklish."He rubbed the arches lightly and stretched the toes. I didn't know my feet could be an erogenous zone, but I was getting hard again. He worked on them for a few minutes and then moved on up my legs, working on each.