Like... I'm going to Silverstone Academy... in Smootsville." Huh! Why're you going to that elitist snob-factory? I know it's run by the church but... ...Do you think you're too good for us?" You know that's not why. I had... have some problems and I wanted to get away." C'mon up to my room so we can talk. I never know when Julie or one of the kids or that bitch Dad married may appear. There's so much to tell." I s'pose so, Kathy. I haven't talked to anyone since I went away... nobody here in. 'Santa's Little Helper' was stencilled in beautiful golden lettering across the wooden top. The mysterious package had my mind running wild. Like a curious child on Christmas day, I eagerly opened the lid.My eyes went wide, my mouth falling open in shock. It was beautiful. This was it, this is what I had been looking for.So enthralled was I by the chests contents that I didn't even notice Liz come up behind me. "Hey what's that? She called out to me, a puzzled look upon her face.Snapped out of. And most of all I want to taste your spunk!" I mewled.The answer to my begging came as the spongy head of his cock was pressedagainst my lips. With a thrill knowing this was all being recorded mytongue snaked out and I finally tasted him. Pungent,salty...metallic....I crooned my pleasure before engulfing the head ofhis cock. He yelped at the sudden lunge then growled his own pleasure."Oh fuck yeah my sissy slut.....suck me!" he growled.Rising up on my knees I worked a few more inches of him. ’‘Tell me what?’ Ramani asked.Both mother and son were caught by surprise, moved away from each other, Mann walking towards Ramani, leaving the dishes to Chandra.‘Nothing,’ Mann said. He looked at Chandra. ‘It’s just mother told me not to tell you that she likes you, a lot.’Ramani smiled, sheepishly. ‘Thank you.’That was more than a month ago.Ever since, Mann and Chandra’s relationship was more and more platonic, their love making was just to appease each other’s urges. Chandra would prod him.