Before i feel another pang of regret overhow easy i am accepting this situation, he pulls his cock from my mouth,leaving only the embarassing sound of... my suction. Apparently i wasunknowingly helping him along."Good girl, very good," he says as he starts jerking his cock in frontof my face. "You are already working on your technique i see. You needto watch your teeth a little more, and i need a lot more suction fromyou, but not a bad start. I'll break that throat of yours in no time,but for now,. But then what is a mom and what is a son? You have a potent cock and I have a ready cunt. These are made for each other. So where is the son and where is the mother? The only thing is you are trying to get back into the place you came out of. You are flooding the place you lived in for nine months. You are soothing the pain that came when you tore out of my cunt. So you are doing something special,” she said.I now was ready to mount her. I got on top of her and kissed her mouth, her nose, her. ”I turned and rushed for the door. As I reached for the door knob, Dave yelled out across the hall. “The wedding will be on Friday two weeks from now. Get your own tux. I will be in touch.”I glanced over at Shannon who was on the cum soaked mattress. Mike was pounding her sore pussy and John was fucking her face. Then I went out of the door.Two weeks is a long time when you feel your life is out of control and you are not sure if you have just made the worst decision of your life and I will be. So much time and so little to do. The crib seemed to take forever and my grandmother wasn't being fair when it came to picking out the rest of the items. Every time I would whine about not being able to go with her to pick the items out she would simply say, "Now you wanted the feeling of being a real child," I nodded yes each time, "Then how can I let you help me when real baby's aren't able to walk to the store?" All I could do was give a dumbfounded look at time and let it be. 6 weeks later.