I just worried about getting ready.“Randy, Barnim and I are going to go out for about an hour. Please start something for dinner while I’m out?”...“OK.”With that we left and headed to the dealership. I was curious as to what Randy’s reaction was going to be when we came home. I didn’t foresee anything good.“Mom, you know Randy is going to blow his stack when we get home.”“Don’t concern yourself with that. I’ll deal with any issues that come up.”When we got to the dealership, Mr. Sarget was waiting. Now I want mine.’ I looked at her with a big question mark on my face. She once again laughed aloud. She said, ‘I want a taste of your milk.’ I blushed and said, ‘Mom, males do not have milk. How can they have?’ She once again laughed and said, ‘Poor darling. Males do not have milk in their breasts, but they do have very thick milk in their dicks – which you spread yesterday night. I want to taste that milk.’ I asked, ‘Have you ever tasted dad’s milk?’ She said, ‘Yes, a couple of times. But. "I didn't reply because I was literally too embarrassed to think ofanything to say so I just nodded my head. I was mesmerised by the beautyof her smooth manicured hand as it held what remained of my manhood andplayfully pulled on it slightly."I want you to understand something Chrissie," Helen said, looking upinto my eyes whilst still holding my little prick between her fingers."Do you know why Heidi's boyfriends call you a sissy, or a faggot, or apanty boy? It's because you are one. You are a. You give me a coy grin right before I thrust two fingers deep into your dripping pussy. You arch your back and tilt your head to the side in ecstasy as my fingers explore your depths and my thumb starts working your clot around in circles. I unzip my pants and pull out my dick. You try to drop down to your knees but I hold you in place with my hand on your neck, pressing down, not letting you breathe for a couple seconds before relaxing my grip a little. I plunge my dick into you up to the hilt.