Howard hasn’t protested yet, so he continues, alternating what he does. Karl focuses on first the shaft near his balls and then on the warm, swollen... tip covered in the material. “How’s it feel?” he inquires, not stopping his movements.“Good ... good enough ... I guess,” Howard says quietly. He doesn’t want to admit it, but it does feel good. It feels the same as when Garth does the same thing. Perhaps it feels better because he is married to Garth and this is being done by another man.“Good,”. I went straight to the backyard and told Patricia what Kristine had proposed. “That evil bitch!” Patricia yelled. “What is her problem?” I calmed her down and told her that I had an idea that would both satisfy her desire to see me with another woman as well as humiliate Kristine. “If you can pull it off go for it babe.” Patricia said. I told her that it would be quite ugly and take a day or two to set up. She was fine with that, and so after dinner we watched some TV, orally satisfied each. She is NOT there with you and your fucked up friends. She never in a million years would socialize with your sick kind.Your right about that, she never EVER would voluntarily spend time with us. That's why she ISNT volunteering.What's that supposed to mean.It means your mother has no choice in being our little mommy plaything. Its amazing how willing a dignified, responsible older woman can be to serve a group of teenage girls with a little persuasion.Persuasion my butt! I expect my mother to. We broke apart, but only enough to speak. I choked out, "I could learn to wake up like that more often. Good morning lover." Now why did I say that? I really don't know if she is my lover, I only know that the way I feel right now I would like for that to be true."Oh, lover huh, and who have you been dreaming about? Some past love, or was it someone from your future?" I'm not really sure; I was kind of hoping it was you who kissed me, but it might have been the kissing bandit." I said.