"What the fuck!" She said. "Hey! I said I would suck you not swallow." She smiled at me and said," maybe next time." She pass by me and grab...bed my cock," maybe next time I'll show you how to swallow." Oh fuck I thought. As she walked out I asked her, " hey, what's your name?" "Sandy", She replied," I'll see you Monday Mr. Security ." As she walked away I couldn't stop thinking on how much I wanted my cock in her bouncy ass... next time.. April 7th, 2000 All. Either she hadsome type of new Wonderbra that provided anti-grav support or her breastswere simply stupendous, large and firm and, well, perfect. I scooted overso that our legs were touching and I took a tissue and dabbed her eyes,being careful not to mess up her outrageously splendid makeup. "It's OK,Elvie. It's fine, relax. Stephen's so lucky to have you as his mother, andyou're only trying to help him through this difficult time. Fifteen yearold boys need to experiment. I bet his room stinks. The 'yet' got me worried again. Peter obviously planned at some time that what was currently our secret was going to be made known to others. Did he still have my Mom in mind? I decided to lock the door and having done so asked Peter what he wanted."Oh, nothing special today" he said, "just a little show from you and then we will talk about your Mother". Peter sat in the single chair in the corner of his room, lit a cigarette and then told me to undress. I asked him what he wanted me to take. In good and in bad times. It saddened me even more that he felt the need to pay for anything. This was never, ever, an issue.That night I've spent in his bed, hugging his pillow and smelling his shirt.The next day I've decided to turn my phone on again only to find a shitload of messages and notifications from Hassan. It is bitchy to say, but I really couldn't care less. I know many of you have thought that I am a hero in this story, but sorry to disappoint you - I am just a regular person who.