" Janice told herself. " At this rate you're going to soak every single pair before the middle of the week." Janice had no way of knowing that the wet...ness was caused by her young son's copious amounts of cum. He'd taken to jacking off an then smearing his nut butter into the crotch of his mothers panties before dropping them into the hamper. She had thought that her lack of clean lingerie was do to her constantly drooling pussy.Choosing the more modest of the few styles left Janice slithered. After about half a dozen spurts my dick settled down to a slow easy dribble that she continued to lap up with relish. She kept me in her mouth, licking and sucking, until I began to soften then she let me slip from her lips and she sat back on her heels and with a twinkle in her eyes she looked at me and simply said,” Yum.” How could I do anything else, I laughed out loud and helped her to her feet and she joined me once again on the couch.We sat and talked about things for a while and I could. What did this have to do with the real question?"It's lots of things," he said."Details, Scott!" I hadn't heard this much of her parent voice in years."Okay, he's loyal. He sticks up for me." That's a good start. Go on." Her voice was softer, now."We usually agree on things, but even when we don't, he doesn't make fun of me."She just waited."I can tell him anything, and he won't laugh at me."He seemed to warm to the exercise."He's honest with me." He looked at me. "Most of the time, anyway."I. ” I looked back up into his face, “Thank you, Tupac, for insisting on accompanying me. I am glad you are here with me.”That night we spent the time in quiet conversation, a dinner of wild turkey that mistakenly crossed our path. I had remained naked but I did clean-up at the creek near the cabin. I was in Tupac’s arms on the bed, a fire in the fireplace. We were kissing and simply being gentle and tender. He was not pushing anything sexual, responding only to my initiation. Wolf,.