I'd often pick him up from school take him to his friends or the shops. And occasionally when he bunk a day of school he would call me to see if i can... fetch him, some mornings when i use to take him to school he would ask to be dropped of by his partner in crimes house to bunk the whole day. And even with his bunking he still managed good grades at school. Bryan was on school holidays and spending a week with his dad and us. With both my mom and his dad working and myself at varsity, he had. I had lost track of time, in fact I never even though about it, realizing she was right as she got up and began to put on her bloomers. I lay on the bed, warm now, comfortable and full of an indescribable happiness, she handed me my knickers indicating for me to put them on. I put on my shoes and we spent the next few hours stripping wall paper dressed like that, except for a break for lunch. Later in the afternoon she made tea and we took another break then led me back to her bed for more. She kneads your butt to the rhythm of her tongue licking up the length of your cock. You can tell she enjoys feeling your sweaty briefs in her hands. Cherie gives your cock another kiss, than slips her hands inside your underwear. Her fingers run along your buttocks."Oh, you're ready to play?" Cherie says, as she feels your muscles tighten. "I'm ready to play, darling."Cherie pulls your briefs down to your knees. The smell of musk and semen hits your nose. You realize the odors must be much. "But, Mother, Lindsey, I do have underpants on. See." He liftedthe hem of the short skirt." Ewww," groaned Lindsey. "Tightie whities." Oh for heavens sakes," Lisa gasped out. She swatted Frankie's hands awayfrom the skirt even as she reached under the hem and with a determinedtug pulled down her son's white jockey shorts. Frankie gave out with asmall, girlish shriek, as his underpants were pulled down to his kneesand Lisa stooped to drop them around his ankles. She straightened up,snatched he.