When he released her, Tess pulled back and rubbed her lips together, savouring the taste of him. “Mmm…your turn now,” she said. Giving in to the... desire uncurling in her belly, her hands shoved at his t-shirt and pushed it high on his chest. She ran her palms over his hair-coarsened skin, feeling his muscles quake beneath her touch. She leaned down and flicked his nipple with her tongue. His quick gasp brought a smile to her face.Tess dug her fingers into the open waistband of his pants. Max. I want to help you. I know dad is not interested in you. So I planned to help you mom. That’s all. I am so happy that at least now you understand me.Mom again hugged me tightly. I bend a little bit down and put my mouth in her breasts, where I get food a long time ago when I am a child. Her boobs are not so big or small. It is perfect. My mother’s nipples are at the size of one rupee coin. It is not firm. She never do exercises. So it is not that much firm. But those are really beautiful. Me. We dropped the girls off at school and set off to the Station in Chatham and got a rush hour train into London, though I did shell out for first class, so we weren't too crowded. Other than being bitterly cold, the weather was fine and I took Gillian to see Buckingham palace, the Houses of Parliament and finally Trafalgar square, holding her hand as we wandered. Eventually we had lunch in a small bistro off the Strand near Charing Cross and we just chatted about life, the universe and. She placesunder his tiny cock the same drinking glasses that she used earlierto pour piss and cum in his mouth. Sam sees what she is doing andunderstands what is expected. Instantly he fills the both glassesfull of his pee. Pam re-tucks Sam's tiny cock, pushes his balls upinto his abdomen and re-fastens his undergarments and pants. Sheplugs his ears again and zips up all the openings to his hood. Pamattaches the thumb cuffs to keep his hands secured behind his backafter she removes the wrist.