Good. Then everything is clear about the expectations for the evening?”He nodded again, and with a flex of his thighs, his cock throbbed skyward, re...leasing a heavy droplet of precum from his foreskinned tip.“My my! You ARE are well prepared for the task at hand now, aren’t you,” she purred, and then looking at me asked, “Did he confirm that it’s been a week since his last cum, dear?”“He did indeed, sweet, and upon closer inspection,” I replied, pulling upward on the leash to bring his corseted. She also cooperated. I was kissing and pressing her boobs over the blouse. She told to wait and unhooked her blouse.It was like a balloon on milk. Now we both were fully nude and we were feeling the heat of each other’s body. She started kissing on my whole body holding my dick in hand. She started giving strokes. I was about to cum so I stopped her. I guided her head towards my dick.She understood what I want her to do and she started sucking my dick like a pro. She was licking my testicles. I. The way he told the story it was like it was "no bigdeal" but, he knew and I knew that it was a very big deal indeed. Sam'sbirth gender would never keep him off a team again. Aunt Melissa began clearing the table when the meal was finished. In herhouse, she said, one cooks and the other one cleans up. I liked that rulea lot better than the one in existence in my house. Still, I couldn'tpossibly complain. Mom was the best. With dinner over Mom asked us whatwe wanted to do for the evening. I knew. “I guess not. I love to bake. I don’t like to cook so much, but baking is like making pure joy.”I smiled. “Then you need to spend more time with me. Lana and Beck’s mother is a red seal chef. I bet she knows baking tips that would blow your mind. I’m sure if we asked her, she’d help you find your way.”“You think?” she asked hopefully.“At worst, she’d be able to help you find the right school to make your dream into a career,” I told her. “I’m sure she’d be happy to help you bake to your heart’s.